Honestly, it’s not the job title or the car I drive anymore. It’s those quiet moments — a walk with my dog, laughing with old friends, or a hug from my son. That’s what fills me up now.
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Honestly, it’s not the job title or the car I drive anymore. It’s those quiet moments — a walk with my dog, laughing with old friends, or a hug from my son. That’s what fills me up now.
and then
A middle-aged man reflects that meaning is no longer found in status or success, but in presence, connection, and simple joys.