My life is good. I have a job that supplies my needs. Children who love me. Friends who support me. A man who understands real partnership.
Yes, indeed, my life is good and it takes a lot to get me riled.
I've mellowed a lot in my old age.
I once stressed about everything and now seldom stress about anything-though perhaps there are some things I should worry about.
When considering relationships, I weigh the good they do/are against the bad and if there are more positive things, I cling.
If they're negative, I cut my losses and move on.