"She hadn't exactly feared the word contentment, but had always associated it with a vague sense of failure."
From my experience;
Two teenager sitting on a bridge at Minnehaha Falls
Discussing dreams and desires.
Both settled on the word "Contentment".
A strange word for hormone raging 16 year olds.
But maybe that was why we wanted peace
And to be happy were we were.
Through several decades fighting it,
Always striving for more
And seeking that elusive goal
Till once again midlife find me back at that bridge
Longing for contentment.
This time I'm not afraid.
But understanding the word in all it's brilliance
As the pure joy and delight of who and where you are.
I am content.
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