I can remember one of my esteem seminar attendees made a statement that people would always try to make her feel bad for choosing to be happy with whatever life sent her way, and life sent her singleness at forty years old. Her voice echoed through my head just as he went on to ask my age. I responded with a proud thirty-five as my answer. As I listened to my old neighborhood chum I began to think out loud. Whenever a person, doesn't matter if they are male or female, lives vicariously through or according to others because they can't see how their happiness and joy is their responsibility they're setting themselves up for a dissappointing life.
Life is like buying a new car, it's customizable.
Each person is responsible for finding out key things about themselves such as who they are and what they want from life. The knowledge of self sets the theme for what that person will experience and endure during their lifespan. I've had time to look at my life and discover myself, faults and all, and I didn't share his view on what made life enjoyable and meaningful. I was on the right path for me. There's nothing more comforting as when you know you're actually living for you, living in the moment, totally aware of what brings you pleasure and what don't, the ability to stand for what you believe without any regrets.