I love our house. It’s spacious. The girls don’t have to share rooms. We have a big backyard, and a screen porch where I enjoy reading or drinking coffee during warmer months. But truthfully, I’d be fine and just as happy in a smaller house with not as many rooms. My girls would survive having to share a bedroom. I know that we’d be just fine.
Want to know why? Because, to me, having a big house, a nice car, or fancy clothes are just things. Yes, my family can afford things, and it’s nice to be able to. But, to me, that’s not what’s most important in life–what I drive, where I live, how many computers my family owns, or what my title or my husband’s title is is not everything.
To me, the best things in life are free.
Sure, it’s nice to have stuff, to enjoy material things. But these aren’t the things that bring joy in life. What brings me joy and happiness? The free stuff: hugs from my girls and taking time to cuddle with them on the couch to talk or read a book together; going for a walk with a good friend to catch up; looking out the back window to see a small rabbit hopping along; or a simple “I love you” from my husband. Those are some of the best things in life.
Of course it’s nice to be able to have stuff, but the joy of having all those material things can wear off, and it’s easy to think that more stuff, better stuff will keep the happiness going. Stay grounded–don’t get caught up in trying to keep up with others.
The best, most important things that will bring you happiness cost nothing, and are right in front of you.