It’s said that no one can take anything with them when they die, but after knowing what death is, she’s inclined to disagree. When her husband passed, he’d left her behind of course, but took everything else they had with him. Their savings quickly dwindled to nothing, friends and family sympathetic but also eventually drifted away when they saw she had nothing but emptiness left, both on the inside and outside.
Love does that to a person, but it also comes with the greatest coping mechanism – the ability to make everything else fade into the background, because nothing that can be seen matters as much as the things that can’t be fully understood and known.
So when the last of her savings clink down into a temple’s treasury box, they become more like weights being lifted off of her, and smiling becomes just a little less difficult than it was before.