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06:57 am: 30 Days of Truth: Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for
I'm going to try to answer this, despite the preposition that ends the subject line and my hostility (not related to grammar) to the subject in general.

I just don't like the idea that someone else would make my life worth living. Shouldn't I be worth living my life, all by my lonesome? Why would I need someone else? WTF! That's just perpetuating every bad impulse of every teenager who ever lived (angst! oh the angst!). Also every mother (guilt! oh the guilt!).


All that said, of course that would be Teddy. Duh (or, as he insists on spelling it, da, rolling eyes and all "DA - D! A! MOOOOM!"). Every cliché ever written, spoken, or thought about the changes parenthood brings is true. Teddy is all those things to me.

He even got me blogging, fer fuck's sake.

Every bad day I've had in the last 6 years and 2 weeks was made better by holding my child. Every good day, too. He amazes, confuses, impresses, delights, humbles, and improves me. He makes my life worth living because he makes it so much more, but also because I want to live to see his life.

So, yeah, him.

And in other ways, every other person in my life and in the world. Just to make this whole question completely trite.

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