I am very envious of my neighbor.  I hear a landscaping crew working in their front yard. It’s not just any crew either.   I hear the sounds of the crew that I’d like to hire for my back yard project.  I must be patient, soon the estimate will be returned to me for evaluation.

I suppose in life it is common to want what someone else has- a cute pair of shoes, well defined arms, or a  job with 6-weeks of paid vacation.  I often skip right over the little things and want what is bigger than a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.  I want a healthy body, something I assume everyone around me has.

As bizarre as this may sound, I welcome with  W  I  D  E  open arms the envy I have towards my neighbor.  Finally, I am able to bring life down a few notches.  I’m tired of always being completely grounded by facing my mortality.  Life has gotten a little lighter. I’m caring, even mildly, about silly little insignificant nothings.  I’m not only focused on life or death.  I’m actually living in the in between.

About kimmywink

I'm Kim. I've got advanced lung cancer. It sucks.
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4 Responses to Envy

  1. Melanie says:

    Good for you Kim and good luck tomorrow, prayers always.

    • kimmywink says:

      Thank you, Melanie. I’ll have the scan results on Monday afternoon. Whew, it feels like a long weekend already and I’ve not even had the scan yet! 🙂

  2. Diane Fink says:

    I believe you should have a column for a newspaper or internet service, You have a lot of insight and I love that ! We all need to enjoy the in between; each day, hour, minute and of course the “little” things. Have A Great Day, hope that estimate comes in LOW ! I have always dreamed of a beautiful backyard, flower garden, bird bath, little fish pond, water fountains, comfortable lawn furniture, 75 to 80 degree weather, slight breeze, a good book………. OH, get a grip… it is MONDAY MORNING, I’m at work, back to work Diane !

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