Purpose

What are we here to do? What is our purpose?  I guess we have all asked ourselves this at some point in our lives. I would estimate that I ask myself that pretty much every day.  What am I here to accomplish? I get up every morning and get ready to go to a job that I can either take or leave. I have to endure the uncertainty of what the commute will be like. On a good day the ride can be fairly smooth on others it can set the tone for a really crappy day. So is my commute a metaphor for life? A train ride heading toward something, not necessarily being on time but will eventually get me there.

There has to be more to life than just existing. What do we want to achieve out our lives? What are we trying to do while we are here? I just cannot believe it all boils down to a 9-5 that pays a living wage. Pay that covers our rent, mortgage, and a car with all the latest bells and whistles that sits in a parking lot the majority of the day. Worse yet we go into debt so we can have this stuff. Is that what it is all about?

Is it, as it appears at times, all a game to see how we fare in life? Are we one of the winners, rich and retired or one who turns out broke and working until our last day? I don’t see why it matters. Yes I can see that life is much easier and I would think more enjoyable being rich. I wouldn’t know. l think being rich may have the same problems but on a different scale. However, if you think about it we all get the same reward in the end.

So the burning question is why do we do what we do?? What is the reward?

Let me know at AgingwithHennessey.com

For now…Dan