Today I woke up feeling grateful. Grateful for where my life is at. I know people would tell me that I should accomplish more -career, properties, and my personal life. A lot more people are much blessed than I am. See, I don’t have much in life. I have a simple job that lets me get through my daily expenses. I have a big family, all of whom already have their own families and living their own lives. I have a great mom, though and a few loving friends.
I don’t know where this gratefulness emanates. But I guess it is out of my contentment for what blessings I have received. It is a testament that you don’t need to have much in life for you to be happy. Relationships are what matter most, though I know that mine are not perfect. I believe that every relationship has an issue. It is only in how you enjoy each moment of happiness, how you endure its fair share of pitfalls, and how you mature each time you have to put up with each other. After all, that’s what life’s journey is about. And all these experiences complete my existence.
I know deep within that it is not in the loud parties, rather in the quiet times that I hear the joys of my heart. Not in the light of day, rather in the darkness of night that I see the people whose happiness also completes mine.