What is it, for you, in life that makes it worth living?

Simply, the welfare of my kids. . .

My loved ones, particularly my Kitten & Wolf…...

The love of my life.
My family.
Knowing there are so many things that I can accomplish. (And will.)

Many things that I already know, as well as the promise of tomorrow with new experiences and friendships.

Beer.

Just the gift of life. Nature and the beauty of the world. My SO and his presence in my life. My dogs.

i kinda expected that family and friends would be the most common answer to this question…and beer helps too….lol

I find beauty and love in just about anything. Life inspires me, it provides me with emotions I can’t imagine never having, it gives me a reason to be.

That I’ve known good love before and want to have it again before I die. Aside from that, I want to experience again all the beauty I’ve seen, share it with new people and see as much as possible of the things I haven’t seen yet.

Ditto beer.

Great question.

Why is it I plod along? Sure the family has some influence- they need me. But when I am in a funk the thing that brings me out of it the best is creating. Getting a canvas out and painting or creating via drawing or any other means if the mood hits. I need to be alone to create and my mind soars and the stress and garbage fade away. Wine also helps.

The adventure of finding out what comes next.

My beautiful puff ball of a dog and laying on the floor and playing with her for hours.
My beautiful Jew of a boyfriend and the moments we both happen to do Michael Jackson impersonations at the same time by coincidence.
Nights like last night that the sunset was nothing special or anything but the mountains still looked so gorgeous and alive and I realize what a wonderful place we live in despite all the negativity thats always around.
My brother and the knack he has for karaoke and the moments where I see him belting out “Scenes from an Italian Restaurant” by Billy Joel and it is the funniest thing ever.
The broccoli I am eating right now.
Snuggling, baby goats, my bike, singing, food, cooking, my Mexican coworkers, my family, my friends, Western Pennsylvania, crying over an Edward Sharpe song.

It’s a lot of the little things. But big things too. sorry a little high right now and really enjoying everything that pops into my mind or crosses my line of vision

@Dog That’s very similar to how I feel, in that life brings me inspiration for my writing.

oh i forgot, garlic. one of the greatest sensations of the human senses.

Honestly, it’s simple for me.

I’m waiting for the next album to be released by my favorite musician-
I’m waiting for the next novel to be released by my favorite author-
I’m waiting for the next movie to be released by my favorite screenwriter-

I live to read/watch/listen to the people I admire.

To discover what is next.

Sierra Nevada 30th Anniversary Stout, Russian River Pliny the Younger, Bear Republic Racer X, and Deschutes Jubelale on cask.

My wife, my kid & books

My Kids.

Little joys and simple pleasures. I love being with my husband first of all. In the last 20 years I find things that affect the senses are very appreciated, the warm sun, beautifully scenery, nature, music. Having had some health problems, having days with the absence of pain is almost blissful, I hardly need anything else significant to happen to feel happy, to be glad to be alive. But, happiness does seem to come in moments. The trick is to recognize when it is happening and pause, revel in the moment.

I think the anticipation of the future. I tried to commit suicide once and I’m glad it didn’t work. I have a very fortunate life and I would have missed out on a lot. I can’t wait to finish school and start teaching. I feel like I’m going to be really happy someday and that’s what keeps me going

I don’t appraise ‘life’ to see if it’s worth anything, I just wake up every day, and there it is, waiting for me.

Death scares the shit out of me so I guess that’s mostly the reason I keep on living…

Just the living of it in general.

Oh there is so much! It’s just so interesting. I just love finding out what happens next.

I am often very self-absorbed, so I forget about the joy of finding out what happens next. But even so—and even though I might feel like killing myself (just a metaphor for me of the pain I’m in)—I still take joy in every little passing moment, including the ones that are killing me.

Isn’t that weird? I don’t even know how I can say that. I get depressed or lonely or I feel like I’ll never truly connect and yet it is all a drama of intense feelings, and occasionally I can talk about it and I can spin a tale that no one can stay away from. It costs a lot to get that material, though. But I can’t stop. I have to throw myself into everything, even if it is holding back from throwing myself into something. Ain’t that an irony?

Friends, my sons, love, work, reading, long walks, learning things and beauty…..

I enjoy just being alive. No special reason. Even if all I do that day is read a book, I’m happy to wake up in the morning.

Nothing. I’m just too much of a coward to kill myself. I’m sure thats how it is for a lot of people.

Love and ham sandwiches make it worth living.

@lucillelucillelucille ooooooh gurrrrllllll you said it. ham sandwiches are my livelihood

Just seeing what happens…..........................

I really can’t say its one thing for sure. But getting up doesn’t get old. I hate laying in bed for too long of a time. After 7 hours laying down is just to boring. I guess if I had to say one thing, its my desire to move and not feel restricted. I can’t even watch a 3 hour movie without pausing it and moving about or reading or doing something other than sitting.

Putting smiles on other people’s faces.

@mattbrowne :-)

Love and laughter.

Oh, & adrenaline. You can’t have an adrenaline rush when you’re dead; no circulation. Unless you’re a vamp.

Curiosity. I want to see how it all turns out.

Having fun, and having fun things to look forward to. Helping others. Not being in a lot of pain or discomfort. Feeling relatively safe now and an assumption of safety in the future.