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What Does Life Mean to You? 02

Is it to be a positive impact on your surroundings or environment? Is it to be a help out there for people who need you? Is it to help your family in overcoming challenges? There are many more questions to ask when we embark on a self-discovery journey. Answers may vary from one person to another given the person's circumstances.

However, for me at this very moment, it is mainly to be effective to your surroundings, particularly to your family in overcoming their challenges. It could be easier to overcome family challenges if family members have positive and happy attitudes. Positive and happy attitude encourage one to address challenges effectively. Unfortunately, families are formed without any pre-family planning in Afghanistan. The majority of them, including mine, do not have basic family infrastructures such as housing, a sustainable source of income, and access to educational opportunities. 

Lack of such foundational family needs has negative impacts on family members’ attitudes. It leads them to disappointment, worrisome and expectation development. As a result, you are not able to address their challenges. If you are not mentally strong, you may fail to have a positive impact on your surroundings, environment, and your family. At least, this seems to be the case in Afghanistan.

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