Currently I'm totally hooked to the show "survivor".. I watched some old seasons and put myself into their shoes. I would not last more than a day or two out there, being afraid of spiders and all kinds of bugs and I'm not that great with making plans and strategy's, but it's fun to dream.
Dream of this one break. Winning the money.
So while I watched an episode today, I was just thinking to myself about Success. What it is and what it means to me. I had to stop watching because I was getting emotional. Emotional because I realized that success is pretty much everything else but money.
It's reaching goals. It's being happy with what you do for work. It's having family. It's loving the ones around you.
Success is if we make good things out of what we are given. It's being positive.
Success has endless faces and it's mostly everything that money can NOT buy.
Success is being content.
Here's my personal success story:
I'm successful because I can work. I have a husband that's employed and makes enough money for us to get by without me having to work. We are healthy. We both have many talents that we try to expand. We are successful because we have two healthy, loving children that we get to raise. We are successful because we found love and are both committed to each other. We have a beautiful home we rent. We have cars to drive us to places and loved ones. We have furniture, computer, even a sewing machine. We have toys for the kids and cloths too. We never had to suffer from hunger. We have friends and family around us. We are having fun. We are content! And here it really got to me...
When my husband comes home from work our sons literally JUMP up and down of excitement to see him. After a fight, we apologize and reinforce our love to one another.
There is so very much I could wish for... and sometimes I do. There a a "gazillion" things on my wish list, but yet I have everything I need; and probably actually really want.
I hope I'll never loose that feeling of being content. I hope I'll never forget what's really important. I hope you remind me if I should.
And now that you read my success story... tell me yours!
xoxo, Lydia
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