I tried to make a wishlist to refer my friends to when they ask what I want for my birthday or Christmas or another gift-giving holiday that escapes my mental faculties. Historically, I would list off two or three items I can't wait to add to my collection of stuff, but lately, I just shrug.
Sadly, this lack of interest in material goods tends to be one of the signs of depression. Many of the askers give me a double take. A couple of them continued to watch me with worry in their eyes for the rest of our visit. It took a couple repetitions of this reaction for me to figure it out. Then I started thinking about why I could shrug. Why don't I have a long list of desires and needs?
Am I depressed? I spend a lot of time smiling. I look forward to the future. I am, in fact, making plans for years to come. I have a long list of books to read, a baby to watch grow up, and stories to write. I could be depressed, but I don't think that I am.
Do I have so many Monstaz that I don't have room for more possessions? Monstaz are like jello. You can always make more room for them, even if you have to pin them to the ceiling. I put them my on a bookshelf with part of my book collection. Please don't report me to the Monstaz Protection and Affection Association (MPAA).
Seriously, why don't I want the world, the moon, and the stars? I already have everything I need. I have a husband who loves me and puts up with my many levels of crazy. (Read the previous paragraph again if that statement seems untrue to you.) I also have the baby I mentioned before. I want to watch her grow up and hopefully be a positive influence in her life.
This realization makes me wish for more true fulfillment for those I love, and even those I don't know well enough to truly and deeply love. What will fill your life with joy and make you want to give rather than receive? What can you do to reach those goals? And, on the off chance that the goal you think will make you contented is about as likely as winning the lottery, what in your life can you make the object of your fulfillment? (For instance, you want to publish a book but you just can't write more than one sentence? Could you edit other people's work or just appreciate the works of great authors by reading them again?) Think about it and make 2016 the start of the rest of your wonderful life. I assure you that you won't regret it.
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