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Humans cannot live alone. Like it or not, you have to live in a community. There is a saying that at the end of the day, it means sleeping with the enemy. No matter what kind of friendship they have, the feelings that can naturally arise if you hang out with them… Maybe it's envy.
However, I haven't been able to speak out of envy for quite some time now. The reason is that a few years ago, I wrote an article. In retrospect, it wasn't a neatly organized article. However, after writing, my mother found the article. (Ah. My mother is a lover of all my articles.) The content is not very good. I just made a list of the things I usually envy.
But my mother shed tears because of such a careless article. If there is any other reason than the purpose of writing I mentioned earlier, it is none other than to please my mother. However, seeing my mother crying at that time, I realized that she was unfilial, contrary to what I thought. Maybe that day was the first time I cried after reading my article. After I told my mom why I wrote the article, I asked her not to look at my posts in the future.
Then, my mother smiled saying that this article should be read by everyone and asked me to do it again. And he shared those words with his acquaintances as if he was going to put them into practice. Exactly two or three years have passed since then.
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I can't help but write that my beloved mother is good. written like that with one stroke, finished in 15 minutes.
Once again, this time, mother's love for me was reactivated. I'm relieved to say that it's better than ever, and this time I'm sharing it with more people via social media.
Not only that, this time my mother also urged my eldest brother to read it. I am a writer, but ironically, I am ashamed that someone reads my writing, especially when my mother was a bit savage to show my sister who was usually difficult.
Upon seeing, the big brother opened his mouth heavily. "I want you to be grateful for what you have rather than focus on what you envy." He said this. So, I explain the background of writing in detail. Stories have come and gone, and I can't remember how much time has passed, but my brother's point is, I want you to be grateful for what you have rather than what you don't have. You know my life. But then I realized that my heart didn't know.
Be grateful for what you have instead of regretting what you don't have. That's a good story. But what if there is no gratitude in life? no. Even now, it's always hard, but I found something to be grateful for. But there's nothing wrong with being jealous of someone. It's just perception.
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Even though we spend most of our lives helping, it's true that thirst still exists. But on the other hand, I am grateful that I can only see, hear, speak, feel, and be able to write.
Once, I heard from a flawless friend that I was envious. The reason is very fat, so I won't add it here. However, the thought that I should live a life that envy people with better physical condition than me has not changed since then or now.
I hope all my family and acquaintances will be blessed.
To them, I will be the 'sick finger', but to all those who are with us, who have been with us before, or who will be with us in the future, caring for those sore fingers will never be in vain, but I hope it will be connected with happiness.
To be honest, I still see the 'envy element' from time to time, but I haven't mentioned it since that day. I'm afraid if I tell someone I'm jealous, I'll misunderstand again. On the other hand, when I feel that way, I carve out things to be grateful for.
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