For quite a few years, I've been very pleased with the stuff of life. I would rush to attribute these feelings to the positive situations in my life. I honestly can't think of things I'd have any differently even if given three wishes from the proverbial genie in a bottle. I look around the world and feel fortunate and very lucky.
In reality one's satisfaction probably isn't directly related to ones circumstances. Some people worry too much. Others feel blue. There are those with broken relationships and others who hate how they earn a living. Yet, regardless of the situation in which I discovered myself, I think I'd be pretty grounded. And I guess, that's just one more reason to be happy, isn't it?