A Moment I Felt The Most Satisfied With My Life:
I feel satisfied with my life right now, actually. It's taken me a long time to reach this point. The hardest thing I've ever done was to learn to accept that my life wasn't going to be like everyone else's and to just be happy with the life I've got.
I'm happy with my lover, my dog, my writing and my hobbies. I always thought I would have to have a big high powered career to be happy, but since my path doesn't go that way I've been amazed to learn that I'm happy to be a housewife. I enjoy staying home and making dinners and doing all the wifely duties. Sure, I struggle a great deal with feeling like I'm a burden because I can't work and contribute financially to my partnership, but disability helps make it easier.
At first I hated being disabled, but in time I've learned that it's nothing to be ashamed of. It just is what it is and there's nothing wrong with taking help when you truly need it.
Sure, I still dream about being a criminal profiler who writes crime novels on the side, but honestly, I can still write. I can still achieve my lifelong and most important goal of being a successful writer. That is not out of my grasp by any means, in fact, by having my schedule all my own it's even more attainable. It's just a matter of getting the work finished to publish. ;D I know I will not be happy with my life unless I master that task simply because I don't want to die without leaving a legacy. That's my biggest fear in life - to die and leave nothing behind.
Until then though, I have learned to find happiness in my simple daily life but still hold onto those dreams and keep working toward them. I have a man who loves me heart and soul, the best health I've had in my entire life, a roof over my head and food in my mouth, things I sincerely enjoy devoting my time to, a snuggly puppy and a pokey hedgehog and people who care about me. Things could definitely be worse. :)
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