Rich Man Poor Man

I had a good reminder last night at my second job.  I said hello to my boss asking him how his holiday was.  He replied it was miserable as was everything else.  What a miserable rich SOB I thought.  It reminded me of my life.  Years ago I had a very lucrative job administrating a medical clinic in the South Bronx.  I made it a very successful business. However for all my success I was incredibly miserable.  The worse in my life.  I was actually homicidal and suicidal for about a year and a half.  At a point in my life where I was financially successful, but spiritually bankrupt.  Now here I am in the completely opposite place.  Minimal money, a struggling business, and a small place to live.  However I am very happy in my life.  About the best in my life.  Since I don't have much I have learned to enjoy all the little things that life has to offer.  Even though I don't have many friends close in the area all of them are the best I could ask for.  They have helped me when they could and have made me swear that if I couldn't buy food that I would tell them.  I have always had a place to sleep when I though I would be sleeping in my car.  So here I am 5 years later financially poor, but spiritually rich and I am happy that way.