Even with all my shortcomings, I've reached a point where I'm reasonably sure that every single one of my ancestors would look upon my life and at least be pleased at where I am. To most, they'd be amazed what my accomplishments and my life. To my grandparents and great-grandparents, they'd be happy that I reached a place that they dreamed of and couldn't attain. I'm pretty happy with this. Life is good.

If anything, I'm a bit sad that others don't know this contentment, and I'm angry that most people now wouldn't care what their ancestors thought of them, let alone their own parents.
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