Envy

Sometimes envy crowds out the joy and appreciation for the wonderful things in my life I could otherwise hold in my heart. I hear about the travels of some friend, or the artistic endeavors of another, or even such things as the acquisition of a car, a house, or a great job, and I wonder when I will be able to have such things. A hiatus of a year, or a few years, isn't so long in the grand plan of a life. I must try to not feel as though I am unwinding time and moving in reverse.  These feelings can damage my judgement, push me towards wallowing in depression and self-pity, and block my view of where I'm heading.  It's a long road I'm on, and many good things are still to come.  I can't expect to enjoy them all at the same time.