LETTER: Sharing thoughts on true contentment

Late Thursday evening before Christmas, I sat in my recliner looking at the beautiful Christmas tree, the Christmas village my wife takes pride in, the manger scene, and listening to unbelievably marvelous music, great joy filled my soul. In a few minutes, my wife came into the den, and I said to her, "It doesn't get better than this: a good wife, a good family with three children and seven grandchildren, a roof over my head, good food to eat. This is all I need."

No amount of money in the bank or the surroundings of exotic places could have been better. This was enough, and I am grateful to be in a position where I can appreciate the things that really matter.

Roger P. Bolton