So there is a short story about a vain woman who wants to have more and be adored but is stuck married to a middle management person. She convinces him to go to a ball and borrows a wealthy friends diamond necklace for the event. She is dazzling and has a wonderful time; however, she realizes that she has lost the diamond necklace! Her husband finds an exact match, but it will require much sacrifice to pay for it. The woman must clean houses and take in laundry, while her husband works two jobs. Finally, after many, many years, the necklace is paid off. The vain woman is but shadow of her former, beautiful self. She sees the wealthy "friend" whose necklace was borrowed in the park one day. The vain woman approaches her and the wealthy woman does not remember her. The vain woman tells her story and ends with, but now I am glad to say that it is finally paid for. The wealthy woman looks at the once beautiful, but shallow friend and says, "Oh dear, the necklace was but paste!" In other words, it was fake!
I feel as if I am in the middle of this story, but I can not claim to be beautiful, but I am sure I have been a snob. I am doing "penance" (not Catholic though) for not being caring enough or unselfish enough in my youth. I wasted money that I did not have and I did not appreciate what I had. I shopped to fill in a need, but did not know what that need was. I am now paying the piper, so to speak. I am stuck working as many hours as I can squeeze into the day and it is still not enough. I want to be able to do and provide better for my family but it is impossible to squeeze anymore time into the day. I wish I had some of that stupid money that I wasted over the years. I wish I could go back in time and smack some sense into the younger me! Until then, I am going to have to weather the economic storm that placed me in this stinky spot and hope that next school year will be better.
Sorry to be a downer this time!
Oh, BJ has eight teeth and can stand by himself (at least for 30 seconds or so)!
No comments:
Post a Comment