I used to fantasize a lot…..
What would it be like to have an additional bedroom when guests came to visit or a kitchen with a huge island for social gatherings and events. Or gasp a second bathroom???
For years I couldn’t walk into another person’s home without immediately feeling the compulsion to size it up and compare it against our own. I wish I could say it was just about amenities and closets, but if I’m being honest, it went deeper than that.
I internalized each lack as a personal grievance against us. Like living in a one bedroom apartment meant we had failed at life or missed the mark when others had passed with flying colors.
My comparison game left me spiraling in discontentment.
When I wasn’t comparing my home to friend’s, there was always IG and Pinterest to keep me going. Perfectly curated homes complete with on-suite bathrooms and whole rooms to work out in.
Frustration and discontentment were constants in my life for most of my 20’s. A dull pulsing behind my ears like a headache you can’t quite shake.
Until one day several years ago.
I was walking around our apartment tidying up, and suddenly I realized I couldn’t remember the last time I had wished for a bigger apartment or felt embarrassed about the size of our home.
I searched for the ache but it had vanished. And as I looked around at our home, I realized I didn’t see it as something to size up anymore. Where once lack had disrupted my focus, abundance now grounded my perspective. When I searched my soul I found contentment, honed through the muscles of gratitude, not overnight, but one day at a time.
At the time, I didn’t notice it was happening, but as I look back, I can see three really pivotal steps that helped me stop looking at other spaces with comparison and wishing for more.
And today I want to share those key moments with you…
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