I’ve wanted what she has.
What she has looks amazing.
Her life looks amazing.
I don’t know how she has what she has but it doesn’t look like it took much effort.
A beautiful house and nice things.
I want that.
A luxury car and a six figure income.
Beautiful kids and a wonderful husband.
I want all of those too.
I’ve been there many times before.
Looking in from the outside.
Not realizing, not understanding
that I am blessed too.
What she has was made especially for her.
And maybe the tables are turned.
Maybe my life looks perfect to her.
Maybe she wants what I have.
Not realizing her blessings.
She doesn’t know the blood, sweat, and tears
it took to make a dent with progress.
From the outside looking in,
everything looks perfect.