When I married newly, I made a promise to my wife. A promise born out of love and a deep desire for her peace of mind. I told her she didn’t have to work if she didn’t want to. Not because I wanted to restrict her, but because I wanted to give her freedom. I could have made it compulsory for her not to work, as many men around me did, but I didn’t want to be accused of stifling her growth or dreams. I simply told her:
You can choose to work or otherwise. Either way, I will try my best to support you as much as my ability can offer.
For a couple of years, that promise worked beautifully. She was at peace, the home was in harmony, and I provided the best I could. But as the years rolled by, discontentment began to whisper. She started to crave more, things I genuinely couldn’t afford at the time. She believed that if she worked, she could meet some of those desires herself. I understood. So, I opened the door, encouraged her, and watched her secure a teaching job. A job that is a perfect blend of passion, income, and motherhood.
Two years later, the story took a turn. A few days ago, she complained. The complaint this time is not about having too little, but about how endless the bills had become. Remember, I still shoulder the house bills completely; rent, feeding, school fees, utilities, everything. I even give her stipends for personal upkeep. Her income remains hers alone to manage as she pleases. She buys what she likes and gifts her parents and siblings monthly. I admit that I’ve not always been able to support her family consistently due to heavier financial responsibilities. It gives me joy to see her supporting her family.
Yet, despite all that, she sighed:
The bills are unending.
I couldn’t help but laugh. I didn't do it to mock, but knowingly. I reminded her of those simpler days when she wasn’t working.
You should be happier now. At least you’re earning, and it’s your money. You have freedom.
She took a deep breath, and in that silence, we both understood something profound: you simply cannot have everything you want.
The truth is, the more your income expands, the more your responsibilities, tastes, and ambitions inflate. Before one goal is achieved, another waits impatiently in the shadows. It’s an endless cycle of wants wearing different faces. You don’t even realize how much you desire until you achieve the last thing you wanted. Then suddenly, satisfaction slips through your fingers again.
So, when exactly do we say, “I have enough”? The honest answer? Perhaps never. Unless we embrace one rare virtue: contentment.
I’ve always considered myself a relatively contented man. I’m pleased with little, and I’ve learned to mold my life around the little. It’s not that I’m allergic to having more. I work hard to earn better, but never beyond the boundaries of morality or peace of mind. That’s why even the tiniest wins bring me joy. A small success, a quiet progress: those are my trophies.
But society rarely applauds contentment. Many people mistake it for complacency. They call you lazy, unambitious, or worse, fearful. Friends, family, and even foes have accused me of glorifying struggle, of being too comfortable in simplicity. They say I lack drive because I’m not desperate to relocate abroad or chase greener pastures.
I graduated as the third-best student in my department, yet many who barely scraped through school are financially ahead today. Does it bother me? Sometimes, maybe. But not for long. Because I’ve come to understand that life isn’t a race, but a rhythm. Everyone dances to a different beat. Some sprint, some stroll. And me? I choose to walk mindfully.
I’ve lived all my life in Nigeria. Not because opportunities haven’t come, but because I don’t see myself living outside my country. My happiness isn’t tied to location or luxury; it’s tied to peace. That kind of peace that money can’t buy, that achievements can’t guarantee, and that applause can’t sustain.
In a society obsessed with more, contentment is rebellion. It’s choosing peace over pressure, sufficiency over scarcity mindset. It’s not settling; it’s seeing blessings in what you already have.
Sometimes, I think back to that conversation with my wife and smile. Maybe the goal was never to escape life’s bills or struggles, but to find gratitude amidst them. Because the secret to happiness is not having more, it’s wanting less.
And that, my friend, is the quiet power of contentment.
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Well said! I missed reading this kind of posts in the flames and I’m glad you’re back!
I totally agree with you about the fact that as humans we can hardly ever be satisfied. Contentment to many is foolishness because like you said, to them, it is fear, laziness and more. Being able to appreciate the things we can afford is bliss and not many can relate with that. We keep chasing for so much and we end up realizing that it wasn’t really what we wanted every time we get what we want. We discover we want something more.
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@hopestylist here!
It is an unending cycle, until you strongly feel justified that what you want is no longer on this planet. I'm not subbing Elon Musk, pls 😀
Exactly, lol.
Outstanding post. My desire for contentment is one of my biggest goals right now. I believe that I will have to improve myself to find it.
I think there's some value in making more money so that it can be passed on to future generations, to ensure that they have a better life. I may personally find contentment with with less, but the thought of my future children will be a driving force that keeps me working, likely harder than I may desire.
It is totally normal to be concerned with the future of our children. The best we can do is to empower them. Leaving money behind does not necessarily mean they are gonna make it. Empower them to make their own money. We won't enjoy our own lives, if we live worrying about their own future. There should be a balance. If my parents left no money for me and I can come out fine, my children too will.
Absolutely, I fully intend to teach them about how to make and manage money for themselves, with no expectation of receiving anything from me. Once I know they are responsible, they will be surprised with a financially secured future even if they hit tough times.
I see myself more as a potential provider. I will want my children to have the comfort of enjoying life (or at least the ability to do so) in a way that I may not have been able to do due to my financial limitations.
The more we have the more we want
Yea. For most normal humans. It takes a bit of self-consciousness to watch it.
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STOPAn excellent reminder ... contentment is indeed among the greatest powers there is!