“If working, hiking my dogs, and cooking cozy meals is all there is for me, I think I’ll be okay, actually” via /r/gratitude

I surprised myself with this unbidden thought yesterday evening. Surprised even more to find that I actually mean it.

As a Recovering Ambitious Person, I didn't know I could be happy without…grandiosity, for lack of a better word. It's taken a long time to get here – to this place of simple & small feeling like enough, even like plenty. I didn't think the unglamorous way I live today was something I wanted on my life-bingo-card, but I'm truly grateful that things happened this way.

Turns out I'm pretty bad at predicting what will actually make me happy – a lesson I'm glad to keep learning.