The day I stopped believing in envy.

December 14th, 2006

When I was a young man, viagra sales seek just out of college, cialis sales I was very jealous of another man my age.

He was handsome. He had a good job. He was married to a very beautiful woman who was pregnant with their first child. They were even building a new home together.

He had the perfect life.

Then one day, he got a call from her office. A coworker had found her slumped over in her chair unbreathing. They were unable to revive her and the child was gone. In the space of a few seconds, this young man – whom I had spent countless hours envying – had lost his entire family.

He went from having the perfect life to having no life at all.

The astonishing ferocity of his loss taught me that envy is a foolish passtime, that none of us have so much that we are beyond losing it, and that my only hope for a fulfilling life was to learn to replace covetousness with contentment.

And while my gain can never be the equal of that his loss, I am still thankful for the lesson nearly two decades later. Wherever he is now, I hope he is as content with his life as I am with mine.

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3 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Owen  |  December 14th, 2006 at 11:45 am

    I’m envious of your great perspective.

  • 2. Administrator  |  December 14th, 2006 at 11:47 am

    Sigh. Some people just don’t get it. ;)

  • 3. Billiam  |  December 14th, 2006 at 1:02 pm

    That’s a fact. Having died twice, every day is a blessing, and I’m never down for long. Good one…

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