Money Doesn’t Buy Happiness – or Does It?

The past month alone has been such a whirlwind – of good, bad and a few come to Jesus meetings.

For starters, before Joel graduated and moved to Atlanta, we had life figured out. Or so we thought. Joel would move to Atlanta, he would apply to Physical Therapy school here, he would complete school and start working and we would live happily ever after with our little family.

Well as you can probably assume – things do not always go as planned. Three days before he was scheduled to take his GRE, he decided he didn’t want to be a Physical Therapist. It wasn’t something that made him happy or excited to go to work everyday. A career in the health field was something he felt like he had to do, something that would support a family, bring in enough money to buy all of the things we want and to have a happy life.

He slowly figured out (slowly as in spent his whole college career working towards this only to change his mind days before the GRE) that he wasn’t happy with this choice and that he had been working so hard towards it for all the wrong reasons.

When making his final decision, he was a little apprehensive because he didn’t want to let anybody down (i.e. me, my parents, his parents) or be a disappointment for not going on his so called directed path and making X amount of salary. I could honestly not even believe what was coming out of his mouth when he said this. So many people – me included – feel the pressure to do a certain thing or go down a certain path in order to be considered “successful”.

I have told him so many times that I would much rather him chose a career that he is going to be happy with and not be miserable every day going to – it isn’t about the money. Maybe it is to some people – but that is a personal decision we all have to make. Yes it is nice to have that large paycheck coming in every week, but with most jobs that comes with time and experience. Would you rather have a job that pays super well and absolutely hate going to work everyday and be miserable during your one life or have a job that pays good enough at the moment and love going to work every day. You spend a large percentage of your day at work – why not do something you enjoy?

Joel is currently in the process of figuring things out with his new career choice – stay tuned until everything gets figured out. I can already tell that he is 100 times happier with this choice than he was when he was planning to go to physical therapy school and that is what makes me the happiest.


– Sarah Beth Bosco




Summer has always been my absolute favorite season for all of my life. So you can imagine how sad I was when I realized that last summer was my last real summer. Last August I entered the 8-5, M-F, real world and unfortunately that means… no more summers off.

I would love being at home during the summer – getting to sleep in, work out, go shopping, hangout with friends, be lazy, work a part time job, hangout by the pool and go to the beach whenever I wanted to. Sounds like a pretty good gig, eh? Good bye to the good ole days! I now have 2 whole days (aka Saturday and Sunday) to do all my favorite summer activities – and living in Atlanta makes it pretty hard to do my most favorite – the beach.

I was long over due for a trip to the beach so this past weekend came at the perfect time. Joel, Oxford and I packed up the car after I got off of work and headed to the coast. For as much as I wanted to get out of the little town of Beaufort, SC when I was growing up – it sure is nice to go back now that I am older.

I spent the whole weekend with my family and loved every minute of it. Luckily, we had Monday off because of the 4th of July and then I took an extra day so we were able to stay a lot longer than the typical one full day trip.

Saturday was spent running errands around town with my mom, hanging out by the pool and cooking tacos with Dad. Sunday was the day I was looking forward to the most. My mom, sister and I packed up a cooler and some beach towels and headed to Fripp Island for the day! I could seriously just lay on the beach all day – and that is exactly what I did. After heading home, we got ready and headed to a cookout with Joel’s family.


Since Joel and I grew up in the same town – our parent’s houses are only about 10 minutes away. This makes weekend trips home and holidays SO easy and great.

Monday was spent relaxing and hanging by the pool. We introduced Oxford to the pool and she absolutely loved it and didn’t want to get out! She is such a little human child.


Monday night was spent eating hamburgers and watching fireworks from our window – lucky for us our neighbor does his own full fireworks show so we get the whole view from an upstairs window. So much better than crowds and bugs!


The older I get, the more appreciative I am for my parents, sister and home. I will jump on any chance to get to spend time with them. I’m not sure what it is growing up but I know every one goes through the “parents are the worst people in the world phase” from ages like 13-18. Once you hit 20 you join the “parents are the best people in the world let me call my mom 5 times a day because she knows everything and I don’t know anything you were right help me phase “. I am definitely in the second phase and my parents have been my absolute saviors when it comes to all things real world – like nobody teaches you how to file taxes or how to switch the car title from your dad’s name to your name in college. (None of the above is very fun, in case you were wondering). Parents make all those scary things not as scary!

I don’t know how people manage being thousands of miles away from their families – 4 hours is plenty for me. The more time I spend in the big city, I realize that my heart is definitely in SC!

– Sarah Beth Bosco