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Contentment is for Cows

When I was 19 years old I asked my Mom if she was happy.  She thought for a moment and said, “I’m content.”  I wrinkled my nose and said, “Ugh, contentment is for cows.”  We laugh about that insensitive remark now.  Back then, I felt sorry for her.  I wanted excitement and fun.  The thought of settling for contentment seemed so boring to me.