This video makes me smile. ("Why do trees just stand there?") And it makes me cry. ("How does life live?")
The meaning of our lives is ultimately about other people.
It's about the love that we give our children, and the love that they will someday give to their own children. Love is like water. It is ancient and eternal and it just keeps recycling from generation to generation. We can't even possess it. We're just the custodians.
The thing about love is that it's so magical and wonderful, and yet, if you want to be scientific about it, it's just neurons and chemicals. Maybe a little stardust. Maybe it's the stardust that makes it magical.
I'm sad about some things in my life that I can't talk about here, not on a blog. I can't make sense of some things, and they've got me in a real funk.
"Hopefully" is a word I use a lot lately.
Hope and love are two good words to live by.
Tell someone you love them. And have hope. That's all we can do.