“If I am what I have and if I lose what I have, who then am I?” ~ Erich Fromm
I sold my gazebo in the spring. It was a beautiful structure but grossly underutilized. Now when I look out across my lawn I see nothing but nature. Apart from what looks like a crop circle where the gazebo once stood, it is simple, it is unencumbered and it now more honestly represents the way I live my life.
I am not the sum of my belongings. I appreciate the eclectic and not the expensive. I am more comfortable in second-hand jeans and a sweatshirt than I am in a designer dress. I do not own a coordinating set of anything. My furniture blends but it doesn’t match and the colors inside of my house reflect the colors outside of my house. Greens and browns soothe me and that will never change. It is how I grew up, it is how I live and it is how I thrive.
Life, for me, is about the simple things. I am not inundated by random possessions, I am not overwhelmed by clutter and I am not constricted by a collection of things that are meant to impress anyone other than myself.
I tend to be a homebody and spend more time with my dog after work than I do in public places. I like to think I am not anti-social but merely selectively social.
Finding happiness in the simple things brings me a sense of peace. I am not constantly striving to keep up with any trends other than my own. I am not seeking a status that I never initially wanted and I live by my own rules.
Happiness has a unique definition to each person who has the luxury of finding that elusive feeling. Mine is a rudimentary definition, explained with simple words and carried out in the most uncomplicated way. I live honestly, I live sincerely and I live knowing that I will never be defined by what I have, but rather by who I am.