Content

It occurred to me the other day that to be happy with life is awesome, but to be content is to have peace. Case in point- I returned from a 5 day hiatus at the beach on Tuesday. I was still riding the high from the sand between my toes and cool drinks in my hand. I came home to a wonderful man, a delicious dinner, and a relaxing evening outside. Wednesday, wasn't as good as Tuesday but still, not terrible. Then Thursday happened. A series of small, trivial events killed what little buzz I had left. While I was pouting and stomping my way into work, I took a deep breath and reminded myself--this is life. The world wasn't against me on Thursday just like it wasn't for me on Tuesday.

Things happen. Good and bad. It makes the world revolve.

To feel content, to be content, is a freeing.

I feel content. I am content.

Things might not be going in the exact direction I want them to go but I'm just a small part of a bigger plan. And I'm holding on to see what great things are ahead.