In my thirties I came to recognise that contentment was more important than chasing happiness.
In my forties I’m slowly, I’d say reluctantly, learning that feeling sufficient is more important than striving.
That’s not to become a miser or forsake ambition – it’s being grateful for what we have and to recognise when enough is enough. When we’re always aiming for just ‘more’, it’s easy to trade our values for what’s superficially attractive.
Money is no substitute for character.
Kindly, keep growing.