I'm currently reading 'The House at Riverton,' by Kate Morton, and came across a beautiful quote that ties into one of my posts from last week:
"Happiness grows at our own firesides. It is not to be picked from strangers' gardens."
I'm not sure if this is Morton's quote, or something she heard and shared, but I beginning to see the truth to it. There is a reason that what we covet from a stranger will not bring us happiness. It wasn't cultivated specifically for us. I think I need to focus on cultivating my own brand of happiness, rather than worrying about meeting the standard for my age and place in the world.