What is the meaning of life?

Recently , I was asked "What is the meaning of life?"

I didn't know how to answer.
I began with the standard answer of 'Pleasing God.'
When pinned down on 'How do you know?' , it seemed really flimsy.
I know I was raised to believe in God. I know I do believe in Heaven and Hell. I know that the theory of evolution is a crock. The Bible at least gives you a feasible idea of how everything started. The idea of an all powerful being who created the world and everything in it ( if you will read), makes much more sense than something crashing and exploding in the universe causing one celled beings to evolve into who we are today.
The best analogy I can come up with is : If you live your life for God and in the end there is nothing after death, what harm have you caused? But if you choose to live for you, and in the end Heaven and Hell are real; then you are gonna be in trouble!
Now, that being said I also had to add that in light of events in my life over the last 2 1/2 years it is really hard to have any faith. I cannot bring myself to trust God or anything else for that mater. I was always taught ask and it shall be given; if you have faith like the grain of a mustard seed , you can move mountains... also , that just because you ask and don't receive doesn't mean you weren't heard. Only that it was not right for you.
Mostly, this has always made sense to me. No ? asked.
But as for now, nothing makes sense anymore...
The life I know is pain and regret for the un natural loss of loved ones, for the insanity that some are allowed to be parents who don't deserve to be, and the fact that those who are worthy are not allowed to be. For the idea that an abortion can be used as birth control, especially when so many want to be parents.
For the epic failure of the United States in the choice of a leader.
I have to say...
Don't ask me for the meaning of life, I'm just living something like it.

100 DAYS...

~ A hundred days without you...

Yet , it seems

like only a minute

Life is too long

Without you in it... ~

As the hours trail by

The wonder of you fills my eyes

Fills my senses

And leaves me empty all the same

It feels as though life can never be good again

Everywhere we look

There seems to be nothing but pain

They say...This is life

I say :

No, just something like it...

I miss you, Beans

Love,

Grammie

Please help us spread the word about DiGeorge syndrome/22q11 deletion.
If more physicians were aware, the possibilities of getting proper, lifesaving care, would be so much greater, no matter where you live.
In our case, the lack of knowledge by physicians in every area of this syndrome cost more than we were prepared to pay- his life.
My understanding is that in the northern U.S. and in other countries the doctors are schooled in genetics, if only to have the number to connect you to the right doctor for the right part of the syndrome. In Mississippi, however, there proves to be an astounding amount of ignorance on their part. An ignorance that the physicians we encountered in Mississippi were all too proud to flaunt. Information WE found through the internet (that would have saved Elijah) was brushed aside as if we were the ignorant ones. One pediatrician in Columbus, Mississippi's God complex stood in the way of Elijah getting the help that he needed!
KNOWLEDGE IS KEY!
DiGeorge does NOT have to be FATAL!
Through much research and corresponding on the internet, we are finding that so many are living pretty full lives with DiGeorge Syndrome and 22q11.
Would someone please explain this to the medical profession?
More than anything I want to start a Foundation For DiGeorge Syndrome just so the information is all available, far and wide...to be able to help others that are just learning that their child/grandchild will be living with lifelong health issues ...to be able to tell them, where ever they live, who the endocrinologists , geneticists, cardiologists, neurologists and primarily, the best pediatrician - one who is familiar with the NEEDS of these children- and every other NECESSARY doctors are in their areas . And there SHOULD be a team of these doctors within a fifty mile radius of every big city-Not just in the north.
Please help us spread the word...

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Spring Break 2009

Spring Break 2009 at Panama City Beach was beautiful!
The sand and surf and weather were just right. St.Patrick's day there proved to be more than interesting! The teens are always good for a bunch of laughs. As we were leaving Ripley's museum Tuesday night, two boys in speedos came walking or should I say dancing, jumping and sashaying down the sidewalk... they were hilarious, not hurting anyone, just being silly. They got our attention! I hope they faired well the rest of the week.

On the other hand, teens and young adults are pretty reckless.
P-A-R-T-Y
seems to be the only word in their lives.
On march 18,2009 a 21 year old boy was found face down in the grass by a fancy hotel near the county pier as we were arriving for the day on the beach. It was traggic. It appears he drank himself to death. However, it did not lower the partying moods of the other spring breakers- they continued to party as if they were invincible!
Look people- just because you leave home, don't leave your brains behind.
Get a grip, know when to stop and NEVER party alone. Being young is great and it won't last forever, I understand wanting to live it up, but please do it with some common sense!
Parents: KNOW where your kids are. You DON'T want that phone call... who would the responsibility fall on?
Think about it.

Some say that's just life...I say no, just something like it.