Watching MSNBC and responding to members on this site.
I am the main source of comfort and emotional support for my kids who have to spend what they feel is too much time with my ex-wife. Ex is very religious, very controlling, and very conservative. My kids are very non-believing and very kid-liberal (working their individual paths along a spectrum from anarchy to feminist to left of center). Complicating things is the fact that I have one transboy son, one bi daughter, and one lesbian daughter. Ex tends to minimize and torment them at every turn. They’re infinitely more comfortable around me. I encourage them to find themselves and enjoy what they enjoy.
One more day of class while earning a Master's in Instructional Technology/Assistive Technology so that one day I can work towards making accessibility and Universal Design a forethought, not an afterthought.
I'm spending the evening in intimate conversation with a friend I love.
Not answering every question about meaning posted in my face.
I'm starting from the beginning with positive self-talk.
Keeping things 'close to the chest,' when I am not feeling all that strong and competent! And giving out more of myself, when I feel strong and focused. Always, keeping 'for the better good,' in my minds eye! Welcome to this group of 'heavy thinking' people (some on the lighter side, too)!
Every day that I am at work I am saving lives. I don't get recognition that doctors and nurses and police and firefighters and paramedics get but I rest easy because I don't need recognition to know that I helped save someone's life. To me the best thing I can do is to dedicate my life to helping others. That is what gives my life meaning, to help others
I thought the meaning of life was to be happy..within yourself.
Continuing my writing and always battling to maintain attention and motivation doing it. A meaningful life, to me, is one that left something behind that proves it was there. I have never been especially good at anything and certainly not good enough to make an impact that will last beyond my grave. So I have taken to writing in hopes that I can put something our into the ether that only I can call my own. Write, write, write...