Every now and then I think that I am in the wrong job. I think that I should be earning more and that if I had done something like work in the city, that I would be earning more. But I forget, that more money does not mean that you would be happy. That and the issue that I would not survive in the city (assuming that I would be smart enough to work there), and that I love my job. Although I make a very small difference with my job when it comes to people, it is a difference, and I think that it is a good one. Not only that, but I have to be grateful for what I have. And while it is natural to want more, I should be grateful for what I have, for things could be a lot worse, and to be fair, when I really look at what I have with my children and my wife, I am very, very lucky.