I have been thinking about this all year. What is the purpose of life? I have a few ideas, although I cannot say that I have come to a solid conclusion. I doubt I ever will. In Literature we were talking about making sense of human suffering. How can we? I don’t think we can. But another teacher came into our class and his thoughts were basically that we are here to help each other. He believe that it is the only way to make sense of human suffering, and maybe to make amends for it. I think we all feel a certain amount of guilt when we hear about human suffering. It is hard to imagine the pain others go through while we are enjoying our day. It can often make our problems seem insignificant. However, I do not believe that others’ pain should diminish our own. It is important to help others, but it is just as important to help ourselves. We must take care of ourselves, and only once we have been successful at this can we reach out towards others and help them. This is one idea of “the purpose of life”. I am certain it is not the only interpretation or the only meaning, and I hope I am able to make sense of life as a whole, even if I am unable to make sense of each individual detail.
