“He who is not contented with what he has, would not be contented with what he would like to have.”
― Socrates
I’ll catch myself sometimes complaining in thought about the size of my apartment. Somewhere during this I’ll then think about friends and acquaintances who have larger, nicer homes and I feel a sense that I haven’t succeeded as a husband and father. This can, at times, be exacerbated by my kids’ and wife’s vocal protestations about our cramped living quarters. In fact, my wife is constantly looking at real estate, fantasizing about better digs.
But, when I stop to think about it, what really is lacking? We have a safe home where we can eat, sleep and relax. If we had more money we could spend more of it on a bigger place but what would that do in the end? Would we all suddenly become happy and contented? Some problems would go away and new ones would arise. That’s it.
I am still trying to practice gratitude and it has helped me to see my greed and discontent more clearly. May we all learn to use and be content with our circumstances.


