I just read about the word "Contentment" and how we should live with contentment. Well, for me that is the easiest feeling. I have to say when I lived in the middle of a big town, I didn't feel it, everything was rushed and busy. When I moved to the country, oh I was instantly transformed, because that is where I belonged. That is where I was raised. My father taught me about nature and my heart and soul belongs with nature. The closest one can be to nature is living a country life. I feel happy, secure, and just at home where I live. I don't want for anything. I did have to have flowers and plants of course on our 3 acres, but I had everything I could have wanted and more.
Most recently though I have discovered something else that brings me contentment. I was cooking for my husband and 3 kids. (You know being a nursing mom you actually do cook for that child too. Just the way it should be!!) I stood in my kitchen cooking my heart away and I laid down my kitchen utensils and realized I am happy being here. I could breathe. I didn't have to rush. (Cooking you don't have to always rush. ) At that time of day some parents are rushing from work to go pick up their children that someone else had watched all day. I'm not putting them down, that is something I am not brave enough to do. They rush here and there and end up picking something up that someone else had made. I feel guilty going to a restaurant making someone cook my food when I can do it myself. I felt so proud, comfortable and when my husband comes home and I have a masterpiece put together on his plate and he says that was good, good job mom, I am proud to be a stay at home mom. My whole life is my family!! A nice little confidence booster! I have a place in this life! So I pick up my spatula and continue my masterpiece smiling and say out loud, "I am happy, there is no stress, I don't have to go anywhere, and I just simply love cooking." I live in the moment and smile and know in my heart that I am content and right where I want to be!!
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