compare

I know a girl.
she is beautiful,
rich,
smart,
lovable,
famous,
and kind of a good girl.
lucky her.
I wonder about her comfort life, living in people's amazement.

I also know a lovely boy.
he is a very good looking guy.
rich,
generous,
kind of gentleman,
a good boy,
high class,
lucky man.
I like the way he loves her girlfriend, even though I know that his girlfriend doesn't have the same "quality" like his. But she is a very-very lucky girl that being loved by this such a man. She has to be thankful. Its a must.

and these lovely girl and boy,
made me compare them to my life.
I wanted to be like that girl.
and also wanted a boyfriend like the boy.
what a perfect life it would be...

but of course it is just my dream.
getting frustrated of comparing my life with them,
I'm trying to see my life in the other point of view.
see that there are so many people around me and always support me.
having lovely friends that I can laugh and sing along with them till drop.

now I'm feeling like my life is perfect.

we just don't have to compare our life with others. coz it will drive us down.
enjoy our own life, the grace and blessings that always flow us like a river. many of them come to our life without our consciousness. transform in the simplest things that we just don't realize.

feel them, breath them, thank them. :)

NF