What is life without meaning? And what is meaning without life?

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been through a series of tests. Some good some hard to swallow. But the one thing I’ve learned is that every person has their own meaning to life. Who’s to say who’s right or wrong?

There is no “perfect” way of knowing because our perception is just that, ours. So, then my question becomes how do we fit our own meaning into the world of infinite? And I’ve found it’s not a process that is very simple. It’s a matter of being comfortable with your own view of life while being able to accept (not necessarily agree) with the view of others. 

Talk about one day at a time! 

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