My journey hasn’t been easy. Chronic fatigue syndrome. A child with Cornelia de Lange syndrome. Another child with allergy-induced asthma. Extremely tight finances. A manuscript rejected – several times.
Have I ever wished things were different? You bet.
Am I learning to be content? Absolutely.
Because contentment is not desiring more than what I have. Being satisfied. Not wishing I was someplace else. It’s realizing that the side of the fence with the greener grass still has plenty of other problems. It’s accepting that there are some things I cannot change and being willing to walk this path.
Although, like the writer E.B. White, “I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world.”
What about you? Are you content? How does being content affect your journey?