What's The Point Anyway?


A few months ago, after a few entries to the blog, a friend asked me "what's the point of your blog?"


I would like to address that here and possibly tackle the question "what's the point of this modern life?" It's a huge question I am aware and countless answers, views, and approaches to answering it. I will give mine here, its my blog after all!

The point of my blog, I would like to think is, as I have written in my profile. To possibly advise, inform, and above all entertain. We, women, lead intricate, adventurous, abundant, bustling, overwhelming lives. We fulfill a mixture of roles that differ in character from mother to sex vixen. 

We wake up every morning with our feet barely hitting the ground before accomplishing a load of tasks. So I would like to believe, that we need that five minutes to read a short blog entry, that may or may not emulate our life. It might make us feel less lonely, give us a much needed snicker, or show us a whole new perspective. 

I read this a few days ago "Look in your heart and write", and that sums up my thoughts on my blog! I write from my experiences, my life, my heart! If it does all or any of the points I mentioned above, I am truly grateful. I want to say thank you to my readers, who have only given me encouragement and positive critique. Please keep coming back!

Now on to the broader topic of "what's the point of this modern life"? I am a simple soul, oddly this will not be addressed in a social psychological manner, I will not be inputting happiness data and emotional intelligence statistics. Neither will I touch on philosophy or religion to answer this question. Rather, I will be writing from my reality (whatever that means).

As you must know by now, I have two beautiful children, who bring me to my knees most days from exhaustion. Their schedules give a CEO of a fortune 500 company, a run for his money. They do school, teams, activities, parties, social life, homework, planned play dates, concerts, exercise and the list is endless.

What they do very little of is free time, free play, creative endeavors, freedom to just be, laze around, get bored, get in trouble often, or be a happy-go-lucky child. They DON"T have time! To quote Dr. Seuss:




If my children have the minutes and hours to use their imagination and time to day dream and invent scenarios and pretend play. Oh, the places they'll go.

My poor car screams in distress every evening at the kilometers it has completed! When I take in my car for service the garage representative, always balks at the kilometers on the reader for such a new car. My offspring are shuttled all over town on any given day. If not, they are occupied with school work or have a very limited time frame to eat, bathe, dress (insert any necessary activity here).

How many weekends have my husband and I spend, in different cars driving away in different directions? This coming weekend I can think of four things that involve us getting into said cars for another kiddy journey.

So my original question is "what is the point of this modern life?" Will all this organized activities, enrichment programs, sports achievements, music exams, supervised play, make them happier or more successful then my generation. Will it bring my little family closer? Will it teach my children the pleasure of "just being"? Will it prove in the long run necessary (everyone else is doing it so must we)? Will it take my young son, who will enter university in a few short years, to a top notch higher education institute? In other words, will it all be worth it?

Here is what I have learned: The above question of the modern life shall for now, remain unanswered in my reality. I shall wait and see what the future brings. As for my blog, I hope I have given you the why and now it is up to you to give me the who (I am writing it for). 



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