Why is living so big? These are the reasons.

My husband and I have been married for forty-six years and have never danced together properly. At every wedding, we did a sort of shuffle. This year, for our anniversary, our daughter bought us ballroom dance lessons.

Living Is So Big 99 (Special edition)
The Living Is So Big represents "Life Appreciation" and the 99 represents "ninety-nine reasons to live for". Why 99? The numerology number 99 is tolerant, compassionate, and idealistic. 99 is worldly and sophisticated. It has a philanthropic focus on humankind and it all begins with you.

Feel free to gather 99 reasons from this website or re-discover 99 reasons on your own.

YOU ARE KIND OF A BIG DEAL
Whether you want someone to understand that they are important to you, or they could use a boost of positivity, this card makes a BIG statement. With its flashy colors and positive key words placed with large font, you can be sure that you will make an impression in the life of the one that receives this card.

My grandmother is eighty-three and plays video games. Specifically, she plays a farming game on her tablet every morning with her coffee, and she is very, very good at it.

I had a week off work in June and nowhere to go, so I decided to spend it doing everything slowly.

The library in my small town keeps a jigsaw puzzle on a table near the front window. Anyone can add a piece. When it's done, they start a new one.

Every October, my extended family goes to the same pumpkin patch in Ohio for the hayride. There are twenty-two of us now, ranging in age from four months to eighty-nine years.

On a windy Saturday in March, my partner and I drove to the beach with two cheap kites we'd bought at a drugstore. It was cold and gray and nobody else was there.

My mother put a note in my lunchbox every school day from kindergarten through twelfth grade. Thirteen years. Over two thousand notes.

For my sister's fortieth birthday, I secretly mailed a fabric square to forty people who love her and asked them to decorate it. Old friends, cousins, her college roommate, her kids' teachers, her neighbor of fifteen years.

When my son turned twelve, he got a paper route. Three weeks in, he got the flu, and I took over for him. At five in the morning, at fifty years old, in my bathrobe and sneakers.

A man in my local park juggles every Sunday afternoon near the fountain. One day I worked up the courage to ask him if he'd teach me. He handed me three beanbags and said, "First, you have to learn to drop them."

Hi my Name is Bill.

I am a Desert Storm Veteran with PTSD. I am also a 3 time suicide attempt survivor. I felt the demons of war were too much and life was not worth living. I have since put my life into helping people. I have taken care of my mom until her passing, and thought I couldn't go on after that. Then I started helping take care of an elderly neighbor.

My life has truly changed when I let God back into my life. Jesus Agudo and his wife Iliana talked with me about 6-7 years ago when they were on trip here in Emporia KS, at a furniture store grand opening. They talked to me about my attempts and about why life is worth living. I now devote my life to helping people and being a friend and listening if someone needs me to be there for them.

Every year for the Mid-Autumn Festival, my grandmother makes mooncakes from scratch. This year, for the first time, she let me help.

Hello.
I write this letter to inform you, the reader, how I have been forever changed. No, I do not mean it in the traditional sense, I mean it in the eternal sense.

What am I referring to? What four words have changed me? As the title indicates?

LIVING. IS. SO. BIG.

You just read them. Now you are probably wondering just how exactly these four words changed me. Well, in the most profound way I must say. 

I was at my wits end in the beginning of 2010 and didn't see anymore point to life because of a plethora of different things that were occurring. I didn't focus on any of the beautiful or positive things in my life at that time. I only focused on the handful of shitty things that corroded my mind. I let them convince me that life wasn't worth living. 

As time went on, I got to the point where I went through with an attempt to end my life. This landed me in a psychiatric hospital for about 7 days. Moving forward, the true healing and epiphany hit me when I heard my dad speak four words, "Living Is So Big."

Turns out, while I was dwelling in the psych hospital for those 7 days, my dad was on a mission. He ordered wristbands with the words "Living Is So Big" on them. He created this website and had friends and family write their reasons why living is so big for them and submit them on the website, like this post you are now reading. He was busy doing all these things and more, so that when I was released from the psych hospital, he would introduce to me all that he had done...  (read more)

I was adopted from Guatemala as a baby and grew up in Minnesota. This year, at thirty, I traveled to Guatemala for the first time to visit the village where I was born.

My three kids, ages eight, ten and thirteen, decided to run a car wash in our driveway to raise money for the animal shelter. They made signs out of poster board. They borrowed every bucket and sponge in the neighborhood.

For three years, I've listened to my upstairs neighbor's daughter practice the piano every afternoon at four. When she started, she was seven and could barely play "Twinkle, Twinkle." I could hear every mistake.

My son was scared of the water for years. He'd sit on the edge of the pool with his feet dangling and refuse to go any further. This summer, at seven, he finally decided it was time.

My five-year-old has opened an imaginary restaurant in our living room called "Café Max." It's open every evening from six to six-thirty. Reservations are required. The menu changes daily.

My father kept a harmonica in the glove box of his car for as long as I can remember. On long road trips, when we were stuck in traffic, he'd take it out and play.