Yesterday, I was frustrated with someone—really frustrated. Today, I learned they had passed away. Hearing about their passing, floored me. My heart ached for the family, their friends and myself. Somewhere between the hurt, I realized how much being human is about holding on to the laughter, even when the days don’t unfold the way we expect. That same person tested my patience, but they also made me laugh more than anyone else. They always wanted to know they stood on my good side. That mattered to them. Reading a room wasn’t their strength—not because they didn’t care, but because they focused only on smiles and appreciation. They saw sunshine…