I have recently been pondering the point of life a lot. I have been impelled to look at, rather, quality of life. I will not offer my version of the point of life right now.
I view the quality of life as being up to the individual to decide for himself/herself. If said individual becomes so ill they cannot choose for themself, then who is to choose for them? I think of living wills, advanced directives, health power of attorney, DNRs, and all the other legal issues in place for those in such a situation. I see it possible to end a life too early by misunderstanding a specific situation from reading a document and thus passing judgment.
Someone very dear to me has been told they might should call Hospice twice in the last two months, yet the person decided to keep fighting both times. Today my wife and I took them a fried fish, one of their favorites, and fed it to them along with another small piece of another fish. Our visit's discussion was on my wife's cooking he has enjoyed so many times over the years, all the fishing trips the two of us have shared over the years, and the love we all have for each other. It was a pleasant and memorable occasion for us all. The smiles on his face and words from his mind showed me a quality of life that inspired my very own life. The feelings I received were similar to those he received. I was glad he chose to try again last Monday, as he is now much better.
So, what is quality of life? I have come to an understanding of it I may not can place in words. A piece of paper may not be able to explain my thoughts and feelings regarding it. Maybe I should go back and look at the point of life.
Ecclesiastes sounded so negative to me as a child. Yet, the words near the end stated to eat, drink, and be merry; to enjoy from the labor of one's hands; that was the portion for a man in this world. Life experiences are different for most all of us. I therefore feel the point of life to be possibly different for each of us. I have learned our time here is short. I do feel we should cherish the life we have, for life is like unto a special gift we are given to enjoy our own way. We can turn our nose up at it, turn our back on it, look the other way from it, sleep the days and nights away, and still not get it. We can do what we can to help others along the way, or we can take what we can from others.
Life is a good opportunity to see exactly what you are made out of. We can change as we see fit, or we can live a routine. Life is most often what we make of it. There are those less fortunate out there incapable of changing a lot in their life. They must learn to make the best out of what they can. Some of us are so lucky and blessed we do not have a clue what others have to live like. I have probably said a lot of nothing to some out there; for that, I apologize. I feel sure I missed my mark or target, but at least was able to share some of my present thoughts with others.