being content.

Sometimes I struggle with being content. I have a hard time not pushing myself to the limit and wanting more. I think that it is totally healthy to do that, but I have found that sometimes it causes me to not be satisfied with the "here and now". I always want that dream job, picture perfect home, wardrobe that is to die for. Then I remember... those aren't the things that really matter. Although they are nice to have, they aren't the things that make life worth living.

The things that should truly define happiness are the co-worker who compliments you on a rough day, the mess in the kitchen from entertaining friends and last years clothes that still fit. Finding my "happy place" is something I have challenged myself with lately. Finding the little things that make me happy. I am learning to be content.

This is what I have discovered, in order to appreciate the finer things in life, you must learn to embrace the phases that bring you to them. The tiny apartment that has no matching furniture will help you appreciate the beautiful home with a picket fence. The days of being single will pay off when you see your groom waiting at the end of the aisle. The "not so dreamy" job will lead you to where you are meant to be.

So raise your coffee cups and toast with me to health, wealth and happiness :)