It was another perfect day in Paradise. Eighty degrees outside, multiple visits from people we like, and even a few problems solved and chores completed. Knock on wood, this was one for the record books.
Contentment is a funny thing. It has inertia, and won’t be swayed by minor annoyances. There were a few of those today too, but who cares? An abiding sense of good will can anchor your soul.
We are taught to crave action, to value adventure over tranquility, to prefer going to stopping. Exhortations to “stop and smell the roses” imply that the stop is just a pause. The race continues until you get to happily ever after, then the story just ends. Once the conflict is resolved there’s not supposed to be anything left.
Guess what. Happily ever after isn’t an end. It’s a place. If you’re very lucky, you get to stay there for as long as you can. Knocking wood again, I intend to try.
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