Don’t we all think that the girl next to us has the perfect life, the perfect hair, the perfect lipstick?? Or that our neighbors/friends/coworkers/siblings have it all– Plus some?? But Have you ever had the shock to find out that supermodel with the gorgeous legs has problems too?? Sometimes worse than us. Maybe that’s when we start to realize that she’s looking at us in exactly the same way. Thinking, wow, what I would give for a peaches & cream complexion. Wow, I wish I had her courage. Or her breasts. Or her talent. Or her freckles. I wish I had her family. How could anything be wrong with her life? But wow. She has split ends, too, a broken family, money troubles. She breaks things, loses things and forgets things. She is just like me. Beautiful & perfect & flawed. There is no reason to envy. Or pity. Feeling sorry for the short girl?? Don’t. She is a wickedly talented artist. She has great relationships all around her. She is rocking her flats and loving her life. Which is what you should be doing instead of worrying about other people. I think we can all take a moment to be thankful for what we have, and to appreciate how amazing diversity is. To consider the lives of others in a thoughtful way, and then to leave them alone. To have compassion.