Yesterday, I caught myself saying someone in our family
had a “better” relationship with my mom than I did.
When I “heard” myself say that, I was taken aback.
“Why is it better? Isn’t it simply different?
The fact is, I have a wonderful relationship with my mom.”
The comparison disease is obviously
alive and well in my inner world.
I’m grateful to have been given the insight.
Constantly comparing myself to others
drains the vital out of life.
Being different with style is much more fun.
So is celebrating our differences.
kastilwell
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