Maybe we do have it all
There was an article today in the Atlantic that gained quick momentum and was shared on Facebook once, if not hundreds of times. I shared it, too, not because I agree with it, but because it did make me think: maybe I have all I need.
Can you imagine that? I'm not working a high-powered job, I'm a SAHM who enjoys writing but could not survive on what she makes in that endeavor ($250/year...not so much). I don't have an overly fancy car, but can't imagine I'd enjoy the upkeep required if I did. My lack of a high-powered job means I don't flit here and there all over the country. My flitting and floating is limited to local volunteer opportunities and that's fine by me...well, until we move next year.
I'm not super-glam, nor do I care to be. I'd love to be a master gardener, but saving that for when we move to Nicaragua and I have space to grow more than herbs. My house, while not exactly what I want, keeps us safe and generally warm in the winter and cool in the summer.
Since I am at home (or rather, available) for the kids, we have more flexibility in our lives. When Peter is in the same country, one of us can always make an appointment (school, doctor, dentist..) if not both. We can generally take vacations (okay, maybe a week at the beach each year), when we want and we have real downtime (especially when Peter drops his phone in the Bay...true story!).
Maybe having it all isn't having an overwhelming job, social commitments, oodles of perfect children, and the right house and car. Maybe having it all means coming to the conclusion that no one has it all, and perhaps others just don't dwell on it as much. Maybe it's realizing we have what we need and that is all that truly matters.
Quite honestly, I felt sorry for the author in some respects. So many accomplishments and she thinks we still can't have it all? No, thank you, I do have it all: my all is just different from hers and that is fine with me.