When I was a teenager, my mom (a psychiatrist) gave me her copy of Frankl's treatise on <i>Logotherapy</i> titlled <i>The Will to Meaning</i>. That book was so over my head, but something that's always stuck with from it is: life is <i>unconditionally meaningful</i>, and we can discover that meaning through creative actions and experiences, as well as how we come to accept unnavoidable sufferring.