Wanting More

Last night, I found myself staring at the dark sky through our small bedroom window. For some reason, I could not sleep despite the late hour. I found myself thinking about how lately, I have been yearning for something more.

I want to have a bigger home.

I wish my husband would act more like his age.

I wish that the atmosphere at work was less complicated.

I want to have more trips.

I could go on and on.

Yet as I was lying there thinking about these things, I also realized that I already have a lot and instead of wanting more, maybe I should focus on what I have. Perhaps that would make me feel better.

I have a comfortable home filled with things that I need.

I have a husband who loves me and who tries his best to live up to my expectations.

I have a job that allows me to have a reasonably good lifestyle and still fulfill my responsibilities.

I get to have vacations at least twice a year.

I guess it really is just a matter of perspective, isn't it?