This story I read is really meaningful and touch my heart and something to remember by all of us.
When we play monopoly, we can own anything we desire to won. At the end everything we bought, everything we accumulated - at the end of the game , it all goes back in the box.
Isn't that the way it is with our life?
No matter how much you push and shove for money, recognition, power, prestige and possessions.... when life is over, everything goes back in the box , including yourself.
The only thing we get to keep is our soul.
That's where we store who we loved and who loved us....