Is it enough ?

This life is funny mehn. Everything about it just doesn’t seem “happy”. There’s just always something, always an uncertainty in everything. There’s almost never a sweet balance. If you have people around you that you love, they can die. You can lose them any time. You plan things from A to Z and just like that, all your planning fails. So much fears, “Am I going to be able to provide for my family, Am I going to be able to give birth, What if my child is born with a disease and I can’t help him, what if she’s born with a deformity and the world makes her feel less-than.” When you’re broke you think “all I need is 10k I’m not even asking for much” Then when you get it it’s like “cool ,cool…now if I can just get 20k”. And it keeps going. You keep wanting more and more. I actually started thinking “what amount of money would I actually want that’ll make me say ‘You know what,I’m good with this’.” I thought of a number but it was pretty big( and unreasonable, probably impossible) So I’ll probably never be ‘okay’ I guess that’s where contentment comes in. I guess the money is security To know we have control over necessities and things we desire to acquire from a materialistic point of view. But funny thing is, no matter how much money it is tho…, you could wake up and the person that makes this world worthwhile for you is gone and you’re all by yourself With all that money For what? Life’s weird mehn. I guess the only hope now is the hereafter That is, for those that believe in it anyway .