I had a dream about one of my sorority sisters the other night. It was a sister that I was relatively close to when we were in the house. We rode on bike team together, and she was my "older" Diamond sister. "Older" only because she joined as a freshman, and I joined as a sophomore, because we were in the same grade. I wish I could say that we were closer... we just never clicked that way. But she is a good person, and I do still care about her, and so after having a dream about her, I decided that now, 7 years since we've had a real conversation, would be a good time to reach out. Sure, we've interacted a tiny bit on Facebook, and we're connected on LinkedIn (are you on LinkedIn? I'm kind of obsessed right now with it), but I haven't asked her how she's doing in 7 years or so.
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The funniest thing happened too. She told me how she was doing, and when she bragged about how awesome and amazing her life is, talking about having absolutely everything I have been pushing forward to find in life, I only felt jealous for a minute before I was over the moon happy for her that she is at such an outstanding place in her life.
A year ago, I wouldn't have been able to feel that way. I would have been overcome by that jealousy. I would have responded politely and then gone about my business for another 7 years or so. I mean, she's throwing in my face everything that I don't have! It's like she knows that she has it better than me or something!
...She doesn't have anything better than me. She has a great job that she loves with room for advancement. So do I. Not only that, I'm still in school for my new career, and I have further to grow. She has a husband she loves, and who thinks the world of her. Me too. And between us, mine is much more handsome. She has an adorable little boy who she thinks is the smartest, cutest little boy in the entire world. I get a full night's sleep every single night, because I don't have to wake up with a little one. And when my baby comes, like my husband, it's gonna be cuter than hers, because they are mine.
This little life of mine, however imperfect it is, is a great, beautiful, spectacular Kristen Lehnig life. And it deserves to be cherished as such. And her life is a great, beautiful, spectacular life too. Yes, I want some of the things that she has for myself, but overall, I couldn't trade this life, or my journey for the world. Instead, I'm just going to keep on with my life, and do the best to celebrate the lives of those around me too.
What can we all celebrate you for today?