The Pursuit of Contentment

During a deep conversation with a coworker today, she said something that got me thinking: “There’s got to be more to life than this.” It’s a phrase I’ve heard and said many times in life. I believe, as humans, we are rarely content with the status quo. We chase after promotions, new homes, new relationships, travel experiences, and so on. Dreams and goals are important; I believe they are what keep up going in life. However, I wonder if we spend too much time wanting and not enough time appreciating.

When I was in my 20s, I had a plan for my life. Go to school, get a good job, get married, buy a house… I had all of these things by the time I reach 27. With everything on my list checked off, I should have been happy, but instead I felt trapped. Trapped by the decisions I had made, and trapped by my fear to change things. Somewhere in my early 30s, I left my husband, sold my house, and changed jobs. Still, I was left feeling like there had to be more.

I’m now mid-40s, and I can safely say I’m content. Not to say I don’t still have goals and wants, I do. What I don’t have is that nagging feeling that something is missing in my life. Work is work; it pays the bills and gives me structure. I have close friends, a decent man, and a place to call home. I still want to see more places, learn more things, and experience new adventures, but those are all extras. My everyday life is good.

Maybe it’s an age thing, or maybe I realized that contentment comes from inside. Chasing things and status won’t fill voids and they don’t create happiness. Indeed, achievements are rewarding, and I have every intention of reaching goals. However, I’m perfectly happy living and enjoying daily life.