Looking back, I thought success was the goal. But six months from the end, I see clearly—it was the small, quiet moments that made life worth living.
Lost your password? Please enter your email address. You will receive a link and will create a new password via email.
Please briefly explain why you feel this question should be reported.
Please briefly explain why you feel this answer should be reported.
Please briefly explain why you feel this user should be reported.
Looking back, I thought success was the goal. But six months from the end, I see clearly—it was the small, quiet moments that made life worth living.
and then
It wasn’t the money. Not the titles. Not even the places I traveled.
It was the quiet mornings with my wife, my kids’ laughter, the Sunday meals where no one checked their phone.
I chased success hard—but in these final months, I realize presence was everything. I wish I’d slowed down sooner.