My sister has a chalkboard in her house that says, "Contentment: lovingly caring for the things we have." And I think that's a good definition for me. It's hard not to want or strive for more things that I think will make me happy, like if only I had x then my life will be complete. Some of my depression stems from that feeling of emptiness in my life so I am trying to be grateful for what I have by making a list of all the good things in my life. It's hard but good.