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Wednesday's Word: Inventing a New One

I have been looking for a word recently and realized that it doesn't exist. Or if it does, it's not in the easy-recall cortex of my brain. (Is something like that located in a cortex? Cortex seems like the right word to use when discussing the brain.)

Anyway. I am looking for help. Help in either uncovering the word I want, or creating a word that means what I'm trying to express. Because I think it would be a useful word.

It could describe marriage. Motherhood. Work. A period of your life. Learning a new skill. A relationship. So many things!

Aren't you curious?

The concept I want to express in one word is this:
difficult but good
OR
challenging but rewarding.



Do you know one? (other languages welcome - especially French, Spanish, German, Russian or Arabic)

Can you suggest one? (if you're creating a new word, it has to have a ring of joy to it, but also the depth of the struggle)

Comments

Nadine said…
I've been thinking about this maybe-existing word since you brought it up on the weekend.

Closest real word so far: worthwhile

Fake word: strenuous + beautiful = strenutiful

That's all I got.
francy said…
What a wonderful little exercise. I feel like we're sitting around at Boston Pizza all over again.

This is what I've got.

Fulfilling? gain happiness or satisfaction by fully developing one's abilities or character.

And the invented word: PROBOVIX

Probo, in latin, meaning "to find good".
Vix, meaning, "with difficulty". (much like vice...)

Google makes me sound kinda smart! There MUST be a real English word to describe that though ...
mellamovaca said…
i was going to say "exercise." not what you're looking for though. ;)

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