In my opinion - this is something I've thought about quite a lot in the past - there is no point in us being here.
WHat I mean is there is no particular reason, I believe this was all some freak accident - life, the universe, and everything - and us mere mortals ponder on the meaning of life because we want some answer to override our absolute autonomy over our destinies, something to take away responsibility for our lives - something to live for besides making each other and ourselves happy.
WHen I came to this conclusion, I stopped pondering, and just realized we all need to accept the coincidental circumstances that we're thrown into, and make our lives, and the people in our close vicinity HAPPY LIVES.
We make a point to life - it's a conceptual construction, which I believe will never be more than abstract, so why chase it?