Holes…

Many years came and went before I realized that the holes that once filled my life were finally gone. True happiness had settled in and I no longer felt out of place in my own skin.

It is so strange to me sometimes that there are people who look at my life, which is very simple, and say that I must be unhappy. They look at me like I am crazy when I tell them I am not and proceed to argue the points of how incomplete in my life is without certain things.

I realize that it is all a matter of perspective. Those who constantly advise me on how to make my life “happier” look at my life and see holes because my life lacks the things they cannot feel complete without. “Misery loves company,” so they project this unhappiness to me, and try to justify their needs by trying to convince me that I am missing something. The holes they see in my life are actually holes in theirs. I can be complete and happy just as I am – with what I have, and they have not found a way to do so in their own lives.

There are times when I wish that I could simply say to them, “Just because your life has holes in it does not mean mine has to have them too.” But I know that they are convinced that their lives are perfect and must find the truth on their own. Until then I will keep these quotes close to my heart:

A man is not rightly conditioned until he is a happy, healthy, and prosperous being; and happiness, health, and prosperity are the result of a harmonious adjustment of the inner with the outer of the man with his surroundings.

~ James Allen

But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?

~ Albert Camus

True happiness arises, in the first place, from the enjoyment of one’s self…

~ Joseph Addison

To be happy we must not be too concerned with others.

~ Albert Camus

The happy man is not he who seems thus to others, but who seems thus to himself.

~ Publilius Syrus