Hi Alannah57,
You must have been a very insightful child, and an old soul (in a way), to be thinking about this question at 6 years old. I must admit that I find it exceedingly cute, and precious.
As to the answer to this question, how to make sense of this thing called life, I suppose that's one of the ultimate questions that our most brilliant minds and deepest souls have been trying to figure out since civilisation began? If I'm not to worry about sounding ridiculous here, I think the fact that life has an end gives it enough meaning. We are all here for a brief period of time, really. And when we're gone, if you're a dead-fast atheist, we're going to be gone for a long time, for ever actually.
I'm not a dead-fast atheist, and I don't know where this all leads, for me. I take comfort in that I'm still open-minded and curious about it all. But I do believe that there's something unfathomably magical about this life we're living, when we have our senses to feel the world, and have concsiousness to feel about ourselves, and have perspective of ourselves in this world, and of our little world (planet earth) in the infinitely vast, cold, dark, silent universe. If nothing else, at least we can take our time and just let it run it's course, have some tea or coffee, doing anything 'meaningless', as the night will come, and then the morning. There will be a time when this all ends for each of us, and before that time comes, even the simplest pleasure is worth cherishing, isn't it?
I'm personally waiting for the opportunity to sit by the beach eating hot chips with ample ketch-up, while risking being pooped on by seagulls.
Is there something that you look forward to? (apart from winning a 2 million jack pot? :P)
