Driving home after a long day at work, longing to put my feet up and taking sips of my green tea, I was on the brink of a ‘woe is me’ moment – I was so tired – when it dawned on me that I am rich.
I am rich for I have the love of a good man, the trust of children, the nurture and care of parents, the respect of my peers and colleagues, the support of friends. I am rich for the love I have to give. I am rich for I do want for material comforts.
I am rich for my lived experiences – pain so I might learn to endure and be strong, disappointments so I might learn to trust and hope, suffering so I might learn empathy, loss so I learn to cherish. So it was that I become who I am today.
When the experience of life becomes overwhelming, as it invariably will some time, I take stock. Sage advice often told. But it is not as easy as it seem. To take stock, we will need to let go of our attachment to expectations, to the tyranny of ‘shoulds’, to stories told of our lives, and to positions we have taken and conclusions we have drawn of our selves.
Instead,we will have to embrace what living is – that unexpected things happen, that adversities have lessons to teach (and only for those open to learning), and that things will appear better. After all, as Anais Nin said,
We do not see things as they are, we see them as we are.
Life will not stop surprising us. So perhaps all we can do is to accept it as a learning and growth opportunity.
And thus I am rich!