I was pushed recently about why I think everything needs to mean something. Why can’t something just “be” what it is without having meaning. I have explored this thought for many months now since it was originally asked of me. I find that life with meaning is far more valuable, at least to me, and makes sense of the unfortunate things that happen to make them feel like there was fortune despite what seems random.
Better explained, giving value to all things, is simply my way of getting through this life. I prefer optimism and to stay positive, I have to believe that things that happen, that would otherwise be defined as bad, have meaning. I also like to believe that there is more to life than simple misfortunes. My most recent application of meaning includes two thoughts I had this week.
This is a perfect example of my perspective in finding meaning. It would be too easy to be distressed by the literal disaster that my abdomen has become however I have no control over it, never did and never will, and hence can do nothing about it. Would it be better to lament about the physical disfigurement or simply embrace it as the blessing that it is? I choose blessings over curses every single day.
Another example:
Again my thought about the cross could simply have been to be upset that this month when I need it most my most frequent reminder of her is broken. Not in my world, there is enough wrong in this world without me allowing my journey to be a part of that sentiment. The sweetest part of this story is that my husband noticed that the necklace had broke and without me asking he took it to get it repaired for me. That is LOVE.
Everything means something to me. Everyone means something to me. I believe that this life is a journey and the stops along the way enrich the journey. We are taught by those people and experiences around us, if only we choose to see it that way. Ultimately like I have reminded so many times before “YOU decide” everything in your life. I decide to see things with meaning because a life without it is simply not worth living, in my opinion.
Live as define it — L.
P.s. To the person that made me ultimately think hard enough about this topic that I made it a blog post you should know that YOU have elicited “this” in me in knowing and loving you. Everything indeed means something as you have taught me there is more to life than what you see on the surface.
Originally published at http://alwaysstarting.com on August 25, 2020.