That moment when we see someone else’s marriage and wish ours was that easy…
… or loving.
… or exciting.
… or stable.
… or _______ (fill in the blank).
We’ve noticed how wonderful her husband seems to be – with his manners and kindness and intention – and wish our husband was more like him.
We have seen the best of her husband, and compared it to the worst of ours.
~ Like when our man proudly burps a song at the dinner table.
~ Or snores loud enough to wake the neighbors.
~ Or leaves his dirty clothes all over the room.
~ Or uses your favorite tweezers — the ones with the perfect grip to grab that pesky chin hair — to pluck his own pesky ear hair.
Yeah, those kind of things.
But you know what? It’s not a fair comparison. Or an accurate gauge of your man (or hers either). Nor is it helpful in any way.
And truth be told, it would tangle your self-worth into big, nasty, twisted knots of insecurity if your husband measured you by the awesomeness of another’s wife.
So why are you partnering with jealousy?
Why am I?
And what will happen if we don’t stop?