Am I alone in thinking what is Life all about.. we are born, we try to do the best we can as adults and then we die.

hollydolly said:
I remember when I was a teen.. why had God even allowed my mum to be born, if he was to allow her to die just 39 years old and leave all her children behind motherless.. why?.. what was the point of it all?.. what use was that..why did she have to suffer as she did as a child in an orphanage abused by nuns , why did she have to suffer in a violent marriage..why have her be born at all?.I remember actually begging God for answers .. why did he put her through that ..for what reason?

Since then I've asked the same question of myself... I was still born , why not leave me dead instead of resuscitating, into a terribly abusive childhood, causing illnesses through malnutirtion , then into an abusive marriage and so on...and so forth.... why?..what's the whole point of it all.. ?

The only single answer I can come up with is it took all of that to create my daughter.. who is in my eyes, is a blessing to the world, to me, and to the animal kingdom of whom she spends her life caring ... ...

What other answer can there be ?... :unsure:

I'm normally an upbeat person as you all know, but those dark thoughts about the meaning of life do plague me occasionally...
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What a positive outlook. I have, on a couple occasions, wondered why I survived near-death experiences... this is a great way to look at it. Thanks.
 

rgp said:
That really is....what it's all about. I have been pickled-tink about my life, I truly hope others have been as well.
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I like the newly invented word "pickled-tink!" I can't say it applies to my life, but I stuck by my own codes and convictions and am not ashamed of my life. In my own small ways, I may have helped my little space in the world - at least, I'm pretty sure that I did no harm.
 
We got this "life" thing from our parents. Life is a process. As you stated, we are born, do some stuff, live a while, then die. Turns out, we have only one job-to ensure life continues. All the rest is minor league. That's what life is about on the species scale. On the individual scale, life is about doing, Being alive means having the energy to act. Even resting on the couch is doing. The meaning of life is what you feel about your "doing".
 

hollydolly said:
I remember when I was a teen.. why had God even allowed my mum to be born, if he was to allow her to die just 39 years old and leave all her children behind motherless.. why?.. what was the point of it all?.. what use was that..why did she have to suffer as she did as a child in an orphanage abused by nuns , why did she have to suffer in a violent marriage..why have her be born at all?.I remember actually begging God for answers .. why did he put her through that ..for what reason?

Since then I've asked the same question of myself... I was still born , why not leave me dead instead of resuscitating, into a terribly abusive childhood, causing illnesses through malnutirtion , then into an abusive marriage and so on...and so forth.... why?..what's the whole point of it all.. ?

The only single answer I can come up with is it took all of that to create my daughter.. who is in my eyes, is a blessing to the world, to me, and to the animal kingdom of whom she spends her life caring ... ...

What other answer can there be ?... :unsure:

I'm normally an upbeat person as you all know, but those dark thoughts about the meaning of life do plague me occasionally...
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You are so right-it’s not about us! It’s about others. Your daughter and her kindness. My daughter and her support of her adopted daughter and care of her grandchild. The causal word to the person just met on the street that brightens their life.

The dollar given so someone else can eat, the hug to someone in despair, the arm of a strange child grabbed before he runs into the street, and the Word of God shared. All the little simple acts that we commit every single day and that we forget but justify our purpose.

A lot of us sit forgotten, but don’t discount that we still, unknowingly, impact the world with kind words and simply deeds.
 
My dad told me what life was all about. He said, "Figure out what it is you want out of life, then make a plan to achieve it."

Seriously, If JFK would have said that, it would be written on a stone tablet and hanging in the Smithsonian or somewhere else like that.
 
I have come to the realization that in the end, my life's result will be like putting your finger in the water and then pulling it out. I have come to accept that.
The song "fate of man" comes to mind. the last lines are hauntingly true.

He's worked all his life to get things the way he wants them
He comes here against his will and he goes away disappointed

 
Sometimes I sit back and get to thinking a bit beyond my scope
It's all rather puzzling
Ever try to look back......to no beginning?
Or where the end of the universe might be?
After those attempts, I take a another nip of the good stuff, and get back to doing

Let God have the reasons, answers

I'll just be what I've become

So far, it's been fun

I did write something on my synopsis of life awhile back;

Seems life is divided up into indistinct sections of which we ease in to and out of, like a balloon coaxed thru a small opening, morphing sometimes without notice:


Eating/pooping (part 1, discovering texture)
Preschool (intro to social, sharing)
School (the teacher is God)
Teenage (high school hell, for teen and parent, hormones are an entity requiring exorcism, the teacher is Satan)
College/military (fun, fun, fun; learn, drink, fornicate, kill)
Pre-parental Early adult (more fun, but serious, sipping not chugging, serious pursuits, mating, career)
Parental (joy)
Parental hell (see teenage)
Midlife (see early adult, attempts at hindsight adjustments)
Grandparent (brief joy)
Grandparental hell (hiding, see teenage)
Musing Youngish Geezer (lazy boy-crossword-Jeopardy sessions, looking upon mate with renewed ardor, reflecting, attempting things you did with ease years ago)
Geezer (whazzat? Whoozzair?)
Eating/pooping (part 2)...Nurse!? I did it again (toothless smile)
Dirt nap
 
It is what we do in between the birthing and dying that is important, like right now.
It do get bumpy, I'm guessing we have to build our own smooth highway.
When someone offers you an explanation on weighty topics,
put a hard eye on 'um, your explanation is better.
 
Thank you all for your responses. I get into that deep analytical part of myself sometimes. But I agree with one other post that stated its what we do in between that matters. I have a great group of friends, family, 2 moms that I adopted - they call me their daughter and my hubby. I know my purpose is to help others on their journey. In helping others I help myself as well. I cannot image someone with mental health issues getting into this deep frame of mind at times. The thing with me, its very temporary. I still think of my sister from time to time may she RIP.❤
 
Gary O' said:
Sometimes I sit back and get to thinking a bit beyond my scope
It's all rather puzzling
Ever try to look back......to no beginning?
Or where the end of the universe might be?
After those attempts, I take a another nip of the good stuff, and get back to doing

Let God have the reasons, answers

I'll just be what I've become

So far, it's been fun

I did write something on my synopsis of life awhile back;

Seems life is divided up into indistinct sections of which we ease in to and out of, like a balloon coaxed thru a small opening, morphing sometimes without notice:


Eating/pooping (part 1, discovering texture)
Preschool (intro to social, sharing)
School (the teacher is God)
Teenage (high school hell, for teen and parent, hormones are an entity requiring exorcism, the teacher is Satan)
College/military (fun, fun, fun; learn, drink, fornicate, kill)
Pre-parental Early adult (more fun, but serious, sipping not chugging, serious pursuits, mating, career)
Parental (joy)
Parental hell (see teenage)
Midlife (see early adult, attempts at hindsight adjustments)
Grandparent (brief joy)
Grandparental hell (hiding, see teenage)
Musing Youngish Geezer (lazy boy-crossword-Jeopardy sessions, looking upon mate with renewed ardor, reflecting, attempting things you did with ease years ago)
Geezer (whazzat? Whoozzair?)
Eating/pooping (part 2)...Nurse!? I did it again (toothless smile)
Dirt nap
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Same here Gary O'. Although I have my challenges, I am having fun in the mist of it all. I do believe somethings we will never figure out because its not meant for us to. PRAY, EAT, LOVE, DRINK AND ENJOY!!!!!
 
hollydolly said:
I remember when I was a teen.. why had God even allowed my mum to be born, if he was to allow her to die just 39 years old and leave all her children behind motherless.. why?.. what was the point of it all?.. what use was that..why did she have to suffer as she did as a child in an orphanage abused by nuns , why did she have to suffer in a violent marriage..why have her be born at all?.I remember actually begging God for answers .. why did he put her through that ..for what reason?

Since then I've asked the same question of myself... I was still born , why not leave me dead instead of resuscitating, into a terribly abusive childhood, causing illnesses through malnutirtion , then into an abusive marriage and so on...and so forth.... why?..what's the whole point of it all.. ?

The only single answer I can come up with is it took all of that to create my daughter.. who is in my eyes, is a blessing to the world, to me, and to the animal kingdom of whom she spends her life caring ... ...

What other answer can there be ?... :unsure:

I'm normally an upbeat person as you all know, but those dark thoughts about the meaning of life do plague me occasionally...
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I love it. If my mom was not born, I would not have my beautiful daughter and 2 sons that love their mother unconditionally. Thank you @hollydolly Same here, I am normally an upbeat person, the life of the party.. but those dark clouds do show up from time to time. So glad there are others that can understand and not be judgemental. Much love to you all on this site ♥
 

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