What's really important?

My family and I just returned from our second family vacation this summer. We spent four days with my side of the family at a remote reservoir in Northwestern Nebraska. It took the entire drive out there to start to unwind and let my mind wander. I think it was the sandhills...with random trees and houses and hay piles sporatically placed that got me thinking about the big picture.

You know, the 'what's this really all mean' thought we all have from time to time. I always believed that I belonged in a big city but to be honest, I haven't felt more at home and at peace with myself than I did in this desolate place. Where the people didn't care what you wear or what image you portray or how much money you make. It was truly beautiful and I envied each and every one of them.

So now I really am sad to be back. Sad to be feeling the stress of a full time, corporate America job. The stress of raising a family and trying to make a marriage work peacefully. And I'm really wondering where my place is and what I should be doing. To be honest, I'm really confused and I'm not sure I'm all that happy. But how do you know how green the grass is on the other side if you're too afraid that the pasture you're in now is as good as it gets?