Temptation
I have always had a strong drive in life—a drive to accomplish many things in a short amount of time. I always see the light at the end of the tunnel, but I never seem to reach that light. Some other obstacle constantly crosses my road as soon as I come close to the light.
With the constant struggle of attaining my goals, I sometimes have the urge to quit. Yes, life would be much easier, I would have more free time, and there would be less headaches. However, this temptation to give up never lasts long. I know that I could not live that way. I need the challenges, the deadlines, the stress, and the rush to accomplish everything that I want to get out of this life. There is so much I want to do, to be a part of. There is not enough time.
When I get depressed about a task I have not succeeded in, my husband always comforts me by comparing us to other people our age. We have so much more than they do—and I do not say it to brag—because we have worked very hard to get where we are.
Both my husband and I came from low-class families. Yet, we pulled ourselves out, received an education, including graduate degrees, and own several properties, while still being in our twenties.
We may not be living the most luxurious life, but we are living the American dream. We have brought ourselves up from impoverished families and have made our lives better—ones that we can be proud of. We pursue our dreams with all our hearts, but are still able to stop and jointly smell a single rose.