There is nothing extraordinary about my life. Most would say it is pretty boring. I don't really have a hobby, and I don't get out to do much. I spend most of my time in solitude or with Chris. Most days I do something in the yard -- mow, trim, weed flower beds, but not too much. I typically water the plants on the deck and front porch. If it hasn't rained for a few days, I'll water the flowers with the garden hose.
Sometimes I read. Sometimes I just sit and breathe in the energy of nature. I'm sure that I would be healthier if I felt the need to actually do something. I don't, so I'm not.
Maybe contentment is a kind of curse.
Or maybe this is the dream -- to be privileged to be content and happy with a life that is no big deal.
I am surprised at the simple joy I feel when new plants blossom. Yesterday we got our very first moonflower! These flowers blossom as the sun sinks low in the sky and then remain open throughout the night. I think they are so interesting and quite beautiful.
Maybe I'll just be an old guy that tends to his flowers. It may not be much, but it is a pretty good life.
John
Maybe contentment is a kind of blessing.
ReplyDeleteTo be able to do what you want to do, and not need to do what you don't want to do, is surely the most desirable life.
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