I’m well.

Just fine.

For the moment and the immediately forseeable future, I have no serious complaints.

Is being content really my aim though? or more importantly, should it be?

I tend to look to my future for direction on how I should act in the present, but if I’m always making sacrifices for my future then when am I supposed to reap my rewards? After college? When my children move out? When If I retire?

My answer to myself is that I will never reach this shangrilah of cashing in on all my work at one particular time in my life; I will get my satisfaction in little peices along the way and in the knowledge of a secure future.

So yes this contentedness is what I should feel, to be appreciated when it’s available and to be looked forward to (but not overly missed) when obligations take precedence.

I strive for moderation in all (or most) things so i suppose a balance of sacrifice and enjoyment is befitting for me. I can, for a time, be content with being content.