I never had a career. I've only worked menial jobs to support myself and my loved ones.

If I were to die today, would my life have been a failure? Would I have "succeeded" in life by my own measure?

I sure have experienced things that have had a profound impact on me, lasting memories, even some privileged moments of luxury. It's all I could have ever really wanted.

My so called class and monetary worth be damned, there is a flame within me that burns, that has yet to be extinguished, and so long as I can recognize it, that is success to me.