Feeling Content

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 Content - means being in a state of peaceful happiness.  What a beautiful emotion to obtain.


I have been seeking contentment for a very very long time.  I can get very close at times achieving my goal.  I truly feel now that I'm closer to it than I have ever been.  But I have had to put in of hard work.  So much!  

The problem is I am realizing that I have never truly know myself.  I have had no idea what my content self would look like or for that matter feel like.  If you asked me very simple questions as to what I like I could answer ten different ways before I really know if I like something or not.  Sounds confusing?  Welcome to my world. Welcome to a look into what makes me tick!  I'm sure many people struggle with decisions but for me I look at every situations from every angle and I still struggle on what I want or desire in order to bring me to contentment. 

I have most definitely found that I am able to be happy on my own.  I have created a little life that could work for me if I so choose.  But I have had many years where I lived in a state of exceptance.  Which I have never realized or complained about I don't think.  Not that its a bad thing but there are times you just go through your life as status quo.  That is me.  I am now finding that I am no longer searching for the yearn of happiness but am there.  I feel I now realize I know the steps to take to put me there again if I ever misstep.  This is huge for me.

We went through a year of covid where the church closed down at the onset and then we were able to come back to Mass on any given day to fill our weekly obligation.  As this time went on  I came to the realization that I love the options of attending Mass any day/days I chose.  This has had such and impact on growing my faith and realizing that I am living a very content life.  















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