Dear Uncle Herb, what’s the meaning of life?

I came across this email from my Dad to Uncle Herb from ’98. I still don’t have the answer, but I thought it was worth sharing.

“Today, Dennis and Chelsea went for a beach walk and Chelsea came up with a game. She said, “let’s figure out the meaning of life. Each thing we pick up will be a clue and with them all together we’ll have our answer.”

I am still processing all of the clues, but it’s comforting to know that in my child-mind life was as simple as sorting out the items that come our way and that solves the mystery. Wait, maybe it is that simple? Maybe I’m spending too much time over-complicating things. When something comes my way maybe I just need to pick it up, hold it, see what it brings me and if the answer isn’t joy then just keep looking for more clues. Maybe life is simpler than I make it in my complicated adult brain. Okay, now I need to process this…anyways…back to your regularly scheduled programming.

  • I remember that like it was yesterday. I’m sticking close by you as I suspect you’ll have the answer long before any of us!!! I Love You! 💕❤️😘 daddy