The enjoyment one gains from his or her experience in this life is all a matter of perspective.
I, by most any scale, have an exceptional life. And I know it. I enjoy it for all it is worth.
I have a tolerant boss, co-workers whose company I enjoy, and a group of friends of which I think so highly that I know I am the inferior member.
Alas, the "grass is always greener," as they say.
My grandparents retired to a farmstead in the vastly rural area just north of McVille, North Dakota.
The highlighted area was the proud residence of Jim and Patricia Funk. And, to me, looking back, a little slice of heaven.
I imagine as my grandparents were living there, day to day, life may have been a struggle. There were bills to pay, health concerns, and probably incomes that were less than desirable.
To me, I remember a place where we were not bothered except by those whom we wished to provide nuisance, a gun range was in the back yard, snowmobiling was readily available, Prairie Public's classical music was always wavering throughout, and life, in general, was peaceful, easy, and unassuming.
And that's all I want.
When I speak of returning to North Dakota to attend law school, my intent is real.
I passionately desire to return to North Dakota. And, more so, to McVille, North Dakota.
Perspective. My grandparents' life. That's success. To me.
I want to live an easy, unassuming life. And, in the process, perhaps via my proclivity for politics, do something to benefit the Nelson county fellowship as a whole.
I bet there are many kids a bit younger than me wishing desperately to escape McVille.
But, it is all about perspective.
And I, for one, would do anything to return.