Life has meaning.
No matter which way you choose to look at it, that is what I believe in. The very fact that I am alive means something. Have you ever thought about how amazing the single action of living is? I’m a medicine/science geek so the many abilities of the human body are mind-blowing to me. I have knowledge of words and I can make them represent something and I can sit here and type and my fingers do what I tell them and you on the other side of that screen, you’re reading what I’m saying and you can hear me even though I’m not physically there. Maybe I shouldn’t be so excited about a simple task, but I am. It’s extravagant.
I think the question associated with this topic that I wonder about the most is will my life mean anything after I die? I do not know and I do not care. The fact that in the end, my life may not accumulate to anything does not discourage me. It does not matter whether or not I’ll mean anything after I’m gone because my life has meaning now. The possibility that in the grand scheme of things my life may mean nothing is completely fine. Within my personal life, I’m creating an entire world. I will fill my life with whatever I want it to include and I will give meaning to the things I like doing. Why? Simply because I can. The fact that I can give my life meaning means something. Some people give their lives more meaning than others and that’s fine. The very beauty of life is that you can choose what you do with it.
The idea of 'meaning' is so subjective. Can you honestly say that you don't care what your life will mean after you die? Aren't there things that you want to accomplish in your life that you wish to impact the future generation? The ideas of being a mother or a healer are both ones that potentially have meaning after you pass. Maybe not 100 years from the day of your death, but at least immediately after. Maybe not in the scheme of things, in the context of the universe, but in the minds of those you left behind. The ones you saved, raised and loved.
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