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30 Days of Truth: Day 7
I have a feeling I know where a lot of these answers are going to go. 
Today's topic: Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Dear Bump: You suck.
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Re: 30 Days of Truth: Day 7
My DH. I was in a bad place when we met and he pulled me out of it. I had some really dark times when we were going through IF too and I would not have made it through if not for him.
Kate is my whole world, but since she's been born I've not been depressed enough to need someone to make my life worth living if that makes sense. Obviously she is the most important things in the world to me, I guess that means that she does make my life worth living but in a less depressing I-need-someone-to-make-my-life-worth-living kind of way. I think my life is pretty awesome right now.
Side note- I'm really glad that this was a less depressing question. Some of these have been brutal!
I am not putting my kids. Everybody is taking the cop out, easy, obvious answers with these
I have made my own life worth living for. I live for me. I don't live to make my children or my husband or anyone else happy. You know the cliche, you can't make others happy unless you are happy with yourself? I believe in that with my whole heart.
Obviously my wild little man has brought me more joy and laughter and has colored my world in a whole new way, and I will be eternally grateful for the gift that he is.
But with all that said, I am the person that makes my life worth living. I spent 18ish years watching my mom live her life for others and seeing how unfulfilled that made her. Each day I wake up and attempt to live life to its fullest because that's what I deserve.
I'm with Ali on this one. I'm probably already overthinking the question, but I have strong opinions on placing one's self worth on other people. My husband makes my world brighter and makes the day to day more fun. My parents have done so much to motivate me to be who I am. But in the end, it's the choices I've made and the things I do that make my life worth living.
My 3 BFFs (I'm looking at Taytee here!). They are always there no matter what, to be the voice of reason, or to be my cheerleaders. Or, just there for a good laugh.
ETA: I agree with the ones who say they make their lives for themselves, too. I guess I don't think I would be a well rounded out individual without those peeps.
Obviously you greeting him with far too many clothes on
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this. except change DD to DS.
LMAO!
Can I ask a question without getting flamed? I'm not trying to be flameful, either.
If you live for your children, then what do you do when they are grown-up?
Aren't they still your children when they're older?
I think this question could be answered differently for each person depending on what stage in life you're at. Right now, for me, I definitely live for my son. He depends on me, he fulfills me like nothing else can at this point in my life.
Sure, they are always your children. But will they still be the center of your world when they are 25 years old and living on their own? When you only talk to them a couple times a week?
I'm thinking of my parents. They definitely don't live for their children. They've always had their own lives. Maybe when we were young, they would have answered their children. So I see your point on answers changing depending on your stage of life.
He can make the worst day 100x better.
My grandparents. For all the stuff my grandpa has been through, if he can keep on going, I sure as hell can. My grandma just makes the world a better place by being in it and I just hope to be half the woman she is.
My dad. He's a depressed person with a lot of issues, but he keeps on going and I want to be here for him if he needs me. Whenever he says the word, I am there. I am most certainly a "daddy's girl".
My children. Sometimes they drive me batty, but on the whole, they're my world and I can't imagine the world without them.
I am a few years older than 25 and I can definitely say that my mom lived for me. She was a single mom and made sure my life was everything it should be. To this day, she is my best friend, we talk daily not weekly, and she is devoted to her grandchildren. I can't say that she still solely lives for me but I would venture to guess it's me and my children that largely fulfill her.
Same with my mom. If I had to guess, her answer to this would be Steven. I don't know what kind of state of mind she would be in at this point without him. It was amazing how her BSC completely disappeared the day after he was born (for the most part). We talk to each other every day, sometimes more than once and the first thing she says "How's our boy doing?".
(read it. you know you want to.)
anderson . september 2008
vivian . february 2010
mabel . august 2012
My mom has a very full life - she and my dad have a wonderful marriage, she volunteers and gets together with friends and lives in a fabulous locale - but I bet if you asked she'd STILL say her children bring her immense joy every single day, whether she hears from us that day or not. When my children are grown, I'll move on to other pursuits, but they'll still have made me the person I am that day and knowing they're out there (hopefully!) living healthy and happy lives will bring me as much joy as my mom says that brings her.
(read it. you know you want to.)
anderson . september 2008
vivian . february 2010
mabel . august 2012
My mom. I know I referenced it in another one of these answers, but she's been deceased for 8 years. She taught my sisters and I that life isn't worth living if you don't relish it, value it, and really live each day. Stop and smell the roses, even when you're late. Turn the radio up and sing really loud. Laugh-- a lot.
I am a worrier, and anxiety person. I really feel like my mom gave me good direction on how to live a full life and that's what has really me happy every day.
This was actually a hard one for me to answer. I guess because my answer is "nobody." I don't live for one person . . . I can't even say "myself" because in my mind that sounds so self-serving. I don't live just to indulge in my own personal whims. I live for the simple pleasure of living. Life is a gift, an adventure, that you deserve to get the most out of simply because it's there. Simply because you exist. My husband--definitely made my existence more entertaining and joyful. My child(ren)--the same--they have made my life more amazing than it would have been without them. But getting married was never my ultimate goal. Having kids was never my ultimate goal. Making the most out of my life has always been my ultimate goal, so I would have to say that LIFE has made life worth living.
I am grateful every day that I wake up and take another breath that I have been given another chance to experience my life.
I like this.
I really like this as well. You always word things so well.
ETA: I also agree with Bride that I think it can really depend on the stage you are in life.
I read the original question as someone who made your life worth living for, which is very different than living your life for someone.
Yes, when your children are young they are dependant on you and you live for them almost all of the time. Someone who makes your life worth living for is someone who brings something to your life that revives you and reminds you of the good things in life.
And I can confidently say that my mother, while she also lives for her children, would say they also make her life worth living - even though we are all adults (ahem, and I use the term adult lightly here).
My family as a whole makes my life worth living for. Often, it is my husband. Often, it's my mother, or one of my siblings, or my father. Heck, some days, it's my dogs! I'm sure my daughter will soon be the primary person that fills my soul and makes me get out of bed every day. Not just because I live for her because she needs me, but also because she'll make me want to keep living my life as best I can - just like now my husband and family make me feel that way now.
I wanted to put something similar about my cats, but I was too embarrassed and afraid of being thought of as the crazy cat lady on the board. But yes, this. Frequently my cats - especially the boy cat with his crazy health problems but adorable demeanor - make my life worth living for.
Hahaha! I can relate. Pets, to me, are an easy answer here. They love you so dang much. My "heart" dog is sick and crippled and kinda Eeyore-ish, and maybe not the smartest dog in the world, but I'll be damned if coming hom to him wagging his nub and hopping around me doesn't make me feel GREAT.
This thought terrifies me. If DH and Kate were in an accident and died I don't think I could go on. I may sound weak for saying this, but I would be broken and I don't think I would ever recover. I wouldn't commit suicide because I'm Catholic, but that would probably be the only thing stopping me.
Flame if you must.
This. I don't even know where to start on my relationship with DH. If anything I feel crummy thinking back on things that DH has done. So I really can't say that I'd live for myself either. When I see DS though it makes all the misery of life worth it to know that for now, I have somebody to love and somebody that loves me.
If DS were to pass away, I think I'd be so grief stricken that I would have to be institutionalized or put on lots of happy pills. Even though I don't think there are enough happy pills in the world that could help me get over losing DS.
Working on something and stumbled across this--it reminded me of our discussion, especially the last line. Enjoy a little poetry this Friday!
Lucinda Matlock
by Edgar Lee Masters
I went to the dances at Chandlerville,
And played snap-out at Winchester.
One time we changed partners,
Driving home in the moonlight of middle June,
And then I found Davis.
We were married and lived together for seventy years,
Enjoying, working, raising the twelve children,
Eight of whom we lost
Ere I had reached the age of sixty.
I spun, I wove, I kept the house, I nursed the sick,
I made the garden, and for holiday
Rambled over the fields where sang the larks,
And by Spoon River gathering many a shell,
And many a flower and medicinal weed?
Shouting to the wooded hills, singing to the green valleys.
At ninety-six I had lived enough, that is all,
And passed to a sweet repose.
What is this I hear of sorrow and weariness,
Anger, discontent and drooping hopes?
Degenerate sons and daughters,
Life is too strong for you?
It takes life to love Life.
This is mine too. The healing I've found in my life has all been through my relationship with Christ. And that's made my life worth living.
I'd have to say myself as well. DH changed my life but that was after I made up my own mind. I've had times when I didn't see the point of going on (may DD...never put that out there before) but I woke up one day and realized the only person to fix that was me. I did. I think that when we have kids it'll probably be them but for now, it's just me.