Okay, so I can admit it. Sometimes I get really jealous of my friends and family. I know it's ridiculous and completely pointless, but it happens nonetheless.
I have a close friend who is an amazing athlete. She has overcome some pretty serious medical problems, and came out even stronger on the other side. She is motivated and determined, yet never brags. And she is always there to answer any questions I may have about training and she is always there to inspire me when I know I need to run but would rather sit on my butt in sweats. I wish I had those qualities. I wish I was better at physical activities and I really wish I had a better attitude about it.
I also have my amazing best friend, who is one of the most intelligent, open minded, free spirited people I have ever met. She's beautiful and non-judgmental. She also has a great marriage with her adoring husband, and she is a great mom to her kids. She loves me whether I'm dancing in her living room, or crying in her bathroom. I can be myself with her. Those are also qualities I wish I could possess. She's honest, but less abrasive than I am. And my approach isn't always gentle enough to make people comfortable with completely opening up to me.
I have a close friend who is an amazing athlete. She has overcome some pretty serious medical problems, and came out even stronger on the other side. She is motivated and determined, yet never brags. And she is always there to answer any questions I may have about training and she is always there to inspire me when I know I need to run but would rather sit on my butt in sweats. I wish I had those qualities. I wish I was better at physical activities and I really wish I had a better attitude about it.
I also have my amazing best friend, who is one of the most intelligent, open minded, free spirited people I have ever met. She's beautiful and non-judgmental. She also has a great marriage with her adoring husband, and she is a great mom to her kids. She loves me whether I'm dancing in her living room, or crying in her bathroom. I can be myself with her. Those are also qualities I wish I could possess. She's honest, but less abrasive than I am. And my approach isn't always gentle enough to make people comfortable with completely opening up to me.
I have childless friends who can go out and do anything at any time. They can stay out all night, make plans at the last minute, and not have anyone to worry about but themselves. Man, sometimes I miss those days.
I know what you're thinking. Boo freaking hoo. Cry me a river. The grass isn't always greener on the other side. And you're absolutely right.
I know I'm lucky that my (generally) well-behaved children are healthy and beautiful and intelligent and have all their limbs. And yes, I am lucky to be alive, to have a place to live, to have people in my life who care about me. Maybe I'm not a great athlete, but I do work hard to stay active. Maybe I don't have my Prince Charming yet, but I do know how to take care of myself and my kids on my own. Maybe I don't have total freedom and maybe I can't stay up (or out) past 10pm without paying for it later. But I have amazing kids who depend on me.
But sometimes, I forget about all those good things and I think too much about what I DON'T have. After all, I'm only human.
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