My husband of 14 years has taught me invaluable lessons.
Our discussions include polarized perspectives because we come from a different cultural background. What’s more, is we are 13 years apart in age. When I think about it, he actually has 13 years ahead of me in experience. He has already lived a life that I want to experience. He has gained the wisdom that I am still looking forward to experiencing. I told him that I sometimes tend to judge him because he can’t know everything. I struggle to make a point sometimes because I pre-judge his perspective.
In the end, I have grown appreciation of our differences, perspectives and the gaps both culture and age.
I envy him.
He looks so comfortable and at peace with his current position in life. I am living that same life with him yet I feel like I have to fight for everything that I feel I need to achieve.
At what point will I meet him at my own crossroad? At which point I will stop and enjoy those moments? At which time I will say enough, because I already have enough? At what point will I come to accept how beautiful my life is now? At what point will I stop taking these things for granted?
Gratitude is a lifestyle. Gratitude is a choice.