I've pulled up this site numerous times since moving to Texas only to have life get in the way. The last time, just over a month ago, I was halfway through a post when I received a text stating my friends daughter was just involved in a fatal car crash. And that wasn't the first or last death since we've moved.
I finally found myself sitting at a doctor's appointment with nearly an hour to waste so I thought "what better time to catch everyone up?"
So here we are, several full months and some change into Texas. It's been rough to put it mildly. Aside from the deaths, the original job fell through - which meant we ended up staying with friends instead of buying a house. My husband did find another job and our house in Washington finally sold so at least we are not destitute.
Winter here has been like summer in Washington. 70's with occasional clouds and rain. Definitely a shock. I knew it was going to be warm, but I had no idea I'd be sitting with the AC on Christmas morning.
We are currently looking for a house to buy. We have attempted an offer on three houses now. The most recent, a near perfect house for us, slipped through our fingers because I thought it was too far a drive to my husband's work. I finally dragged him up to see it and we decided to make an offer - 1 day too late. So it's back to the drawing board for us.
Today, our oldest son asked me today what the point of life is. It brought up a good discussion about why we are here on Earth. I gave him the standard "find something that makes you happy" answer, but I honestly think it's more than just that.
I have a whole list of things that make me happy. My husband. A manual car (instead of the automatic I currently have). Gardening. Babies. Cooking. Self sufficiency. Puppies. A nice warm 75-80° day on the beach. Old dilapidated historical houses brought back to life. But I think what it comes down to - besides just "what makes you happy" - is what can you do that not only makes you happy, but also helps others. That's a tough one.
At the same time we are having this discussion, my husband and I are trying to decide what to do with our lives. He's not happy at work so there are many different options available to us. Does he simply find another job? If so, here or elsewhere in the country? Do we move back to Washington? Do we start our own business? What about buying a house? Should we buy a fixer or one we can live in right away? Do we flip it or keep it as our permanent residence? There are just too many possibilities. All I do know for sure is that we will survive as long as we are together. So I guess in the long run, the meaning of life for me is to find someone that cheers you up while you figure out why you were put on this Earth. What do you think? What's the meaning of life for you?
