What is there to life?

What do most get out of life? Some sort of accomplishment? But what is it all for, but to impress others. One human's life is only meaningful, if someone else is able to either know about it, or honor it. Think of it this way. What point do you have to carry on every day, just to work 80% of you're life? It's not because you enjoy playing gaes the other 20%. If you say that you're a liar. Most people live through life to impress others. Like me, the only reason I have not died yet, or commited suicide, is because I have someone to live for. My girlfreind/Fiance Pimmie. She is litterally the only thing keeping me alive. I really don't care enough about most others to live otherwise. If you really think about it, even me, Which is independant as hell, may be the most dependant among us. The true meaning of life is pretty much, to live for someone else. Most husbands look to please their wife, more than anything else. I feel I couldn't offer enough no matter what I did. The only reason I live is for her, I would give my life up in an instant for her. I'm not saying it's impossible to live without others, but rather whats the point?
To some afterlife that probably doesn't exist? What are you're oppinions?