I was recently admiring some grass,( no joke) and I said to my husband, “ I like that grass for our yard.” He looked at me and quickly shook his head as if to say, “No way.” Then he explained to me what a nightmare it is to maintain that particular grass with our hectic schedule. At that point, it struck me that life is really like that, the grass always seems greener on the other side.
I have come to realize that it’s not about whose grass is better, but who looks happier when they are cutting their lawn. When I was around seven or eight years old, I knew the life I was willing to work hard for. I have been through all types of hills and valleys and I have kissed a few frogs before I found “my yardman “ (which by the way is another name for a Jamaican man😂). Through it all, I never wanted someone else’s life. I wanted my own and I knew what grass worked for me.
I have always said we don’t see “the climb”, we always see when someone gets to the top of the mountain and they are cutting their grass. The people who are climbing have no time to watch anybody else’s lawn, because they are too busy climbing. The people who are standing by wishing they had that lawn, are not climbing because they are too busy watching and wanting another man’s grass.
Basia aka Slayer