Life?

I was going to whine and cry last week, about such a horrible day I was having. But I stopped myself short, because I began to think, is my life that bad? Are my problems worth discussing, when we seem to have so many bigger problems in this world that overshadow them?

Is it even worth wasting my time and energy describing my "bad" day? Do I really have a "bad" day, compared to the struggles of others in this world. We can always look at it as being the glass is half empty or half full. Which are you? I suppose I've always been taught or raised to be a "my glass is half empty" type of person. I always strive to be better, to do more, to have more. But I feel like I've reached a point in my life to where I just feel content. I feel content on the things I have, the things I've done, and the things that I will have in the future. I've looked at the glass from afar, and noticed that it's a pretty big glass, that's a lot of water, and I am truly a lucky guy on this earth.

I've come to realize that I will never drive a Porsche. I will never own a yacht, and I will never live in a house with more than 3 bedrooms, and you know what, I'm okay with that. I have a vehicle that gets me from A to B, I have the ability to buy a boat and go to the lake that I live close to, and I have a nice, clean home that contains a roof that is over my head. And I feel wonderful.

Now don't get me wrong, I still strive to be the best that I can be. I want to work the best job possible, make as much as I can to afford the things that I want and my family needs, and hopefully be able to retire as early as possible so that I can enjoy life. I want to live life the way it was meant to be. But sometimes I feel myself saying,

"Ya know, maybe if people were just a little more content with the basics that are needed in everyday life verses striving for the luxury items that are not, maybe this world wouldn't be so screwed up?"

Part of me wants to say, dreams are just that; they're fantasies, unrealistic events that will never take place. But just like this camper, which was a dream of mine for such a long period in my life, I think that people need dreams. They need hope. But it has to be realistic. Those things or goals need to be attainable. We need to be taught as children to be content with just............being. To just living. To not feel like our lives are such an utter waste and disappointment just because we don't have the mansion, the yacht, or the Porsche. We need to be taught that the necessities, in the end, are all that really matter. A good job that keeps a roof over your head, food on the table and love in the house, are really all that we need for our survival. The rest will take care of itself.

That's what I think, anyways. I love my life.


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