There are times when Life moves along at a pretty predictable pace--so much so that you get rocked into some sort of complacency about the goodness which surrounds you.
When immersed in this complacency, you have time to look at that greener grass growing next door, or those Joneses who are retired and having a fabulous time in Hawaii, or that dear friend’s Christmas card where every relative is either a Harvard lawyer, found the cure for cancer, performed in the U.S. Olympics or painted a mural for the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Why can’t that be my family?
