My (dub) mother would always rubbish my father and call him a loser. Why??
Because he never had anything of material value.
Yet after their divorce, she got busy and bought her a home, then another place and was always upgrading her car.
Dad on the other was a simple man, worked, went to the pub, gambled, had a good time.
He was good to other people, would help anyone in need.
After he died I reflected on how you would measure success and to me it's not in what you have.
It's how you were known by people around you.
My Dad was well thought of and respected by many, I got to see and experience that as I arranged his funeral.
For me, success is shown by the way other people think of and treat you.