Yesterday, Mrs. slo and I were sitting in the front row of a fairly large gathering. We are friends with the speaker and when he started talking about marriage we lost it and started laughing hysterically to the point that we interrupted the meeting and the speaker took time to explain what Mrs. slo and I were laughing about.
Our friend was talking about people who want to get married and/or have a relationship thinking that will solve all their problems and they will live happily ever after. Most of us know that only happens in fairy tales but there may be some of that belief still lingering in our thoughts. I know when I was single, I believed it was true. I remembering listening to a Bob Dylan song where he sang "Have a bunch of kids that call me Pa, that must be what it's all about" and yearning for a mate.
Of course when you do get involved with someone it is a whole different story. Having a relationship did not solve all my problems, in fact it made my life more complicated.
I am not down on marriage or relationships, mine has been amazing and I wouldn't trade it for anything else. It has also been painful and a lot of work at times but it has really helped me to grow as a person and it still does. Now, I have someone in my life who isn't afraid to point out my shortcomings so I can work on them.
The fact remains that getting married did not solve all my problems and it is not the true source of my happiness. Thinking that way puts way too much pressure on my wife and on myself as well.
All this got me to thinking about other things I thought might make my life complete. I remember believing that if I could just get that 1949 Chevy half ton pickup I would be cool and it would make me happy. I did get the truck but after that I needed something else to make me complete. A new bass or amp? A house? More friends? Sex, Drugs and/or alcohol, Fame?
All that stuff has one thing in common. As soon as I get them (or sometime after) I need something else. Stuff, will never be the true source of my joy but only leaves me hungry for more.
So, that leaves me asking what is the source of my contentment? I'm not saying
. I will say that it is an inside job and each of us has to find out what that is or spend our life wanting more. Can't say I do this perfectly but when I do catch myself thinking that someone or something is going help me live happily ever after, I turn around and come back to reality.
Does anyone else here on T.B every contemplate these things?
Our friend was talking about people who want to get married and/or have a relationship thinking that will solve all their problems and they will live happily ever after. Most of us know that only happens in fairy tales but there may be some of that belief still lingering in our thoughts. I know when I was single, I believed it was true. I remembering listening to a Bob Dylan song where he sang "Have a bunch of kids that call me Pa, that must be what it's all about" and yearning for a mate.
Of course when you do get involved with someone it is a whole different story. Having a relationship did not solve all my problems, in fact it made my life more complicated.
I am not down on marriage or relationships, mine has been amazing and I wouldn't trade it for anything else. It has also been painful and a lot of work at times but it has really helped me to grow as a person and it still does. Now, I have someone in my life who isn't afraid to point out my shortcomings so I can work on them.
The fact remains that getting married did not solve all my problems and it is not the true source of my happiness. Thinking that way puts way too much pressure on my wife and on myself as well.
All this got me to thinking about other things I thought might make my life complete. I remember believing that if I could just get that 1949 Chevy half ton pickup I would be cool and it would make me happy. I did get the truck but after that I needed something else to make me complete. A new bass or amp? A house? More friends? Sex, Drugs and/or alcohol, Fame?
All that stuff has one thing in common. As soon as I get them (or sometime after) I need something else. Stuff, will never be the true source of my joy but only leaves me hungry for more.
So, that leaves me asking what is the source of my contentment? I'm not saying
. I will say that it is an inside job and each of us has to find out what that is or spend our life wanting more. Can't say I do this perfectly but when I do catch myself thinking that someone or something is going help me live happily ever after, I turn around and come back to reality.Does anyone else here on T.B every contemplate these things?