What gives your life meaning?

I do.

Marijuana…. and of course some thoughts happen after that.

My kids, my friends, my teaching, art and reading.

Me.

@Fiddle_Playing_Creole_Bastard nailed it.

Amazing myself by knowledge I’m a living, moving, specially formed thing, made up of goo from this planet, somehow.

What gives my life meaning? Everything.

I can do it in one word… God. :)

My life really has no meaning of any value.

The family and friends in this world who I am privileged to be able to give my love to, and return their love in kind, give my life its most important meaning.

Ditto to what @janbb said.

Helping others whenever I can

Loving deeply, and appreciating all the important people in my life.

When the Packers win Superbowls.

Truth.

Sharing ideas, being with friends, and enjoying the laughter that inevitably follows.

Loving God and my family and being grateful for my many many blessings.

Family.

The animals/people I have to take care of and maintain with love are what gives my life meaning.

My kids give my lfe meaning because they are my life

My Grand Children.

Life itself.

The only reason I continue to get out of bed every day is that I have my husband and my fur/feather babies there. In myself I don’t have any value and if I didn’t have them, I wouldn’t want to be any more. I get my strength from my hubby, so in answer to your question honey, the meaning of my life is to be here for my sweet, gentle, loving husband, because for some odd reason he seems to love me too.

Every time this question is asked, I quote Woody Allen’s wonderful monolog from his film film “Manhattan.” I substitute the name “Harple” for “Tracy.”

“Why is life worth living? It’s a very good question. Um… Well, There are certain things I guess that make it worthwhile. uh… Like what… okay… um… For me, uh… ooh… I would say… what, Groucho Marx, to name one thing… uh… um… and Wilie Mays… and um… the 2nd movement of the Jupiter Symphony… and um… Louis Armstrong, recording of Potato Head Blues… um… Swedish movies, naturally… Sentimental Education by Flaubert… uh… Marlon Brando, Frank Sinatra… um… those incredible Apples and Pears by Cezanne… uh… the crabs at Sam Wo’s… uh… Tracy’s face…”

Love

My loved ones add joy and delight to my life, but my life has no meaning as such.

Putting a smile on other people’s faces.

Love, happiness and music.

Children.

<—- My accordion, and the adventures it accompanies me on.

The meaning of my life is what I was born to give -> Love, Protection, strength and novelty.