Everyone wants success, and yet they often don't
know when they have it.
For most, it is the maddening chase toward a better way of life or more of something. More fame, power, recognition, money, or material stuff.
For some, it is the understanding of a loving partner, the love of their child, or the people that they can count on when life throws them a curve.
I am coming to believe that success is not more material wealth, but peace, happiness, contentment, and love.
Most of all love.
Real success is not to be sought after in the outer world, but discovered in your inner world. I am not condemning the stuff of life. We all want the things that life offers.
But we don't need as much as we think we do.
Sooner or later you will discover that real success is friends, strangers, and anyone who crosses our path.
It is kindness shared, support given and received,
listening, giving, and caring.
These will endure while your car rusts, your toys break, and you tire of the temporary gratifications that bring you what you think is real.
What matters is people.
What lasts is love. What counts are true friends, and if you treasure these you can count yourself a success.