Someone once told me
The grass is much greener
On the other side
And I paid a visit
(Well, it’s possible I missed it)
It seemed different,
Yet exactly the same
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Til further notice,
I’m in-between
From where I’m standing,
My grass is green
Someone once told me
The grass is much greener
On the other side.
We human beings are such strange, strange creatures. We can’t seem to get much satisfaction. We look over the garden fence, into somebody’s yard, and sigh as we compare their shrubs and bushes with ours.
It’s Valentine’s week. Come Friday, you’ll have a newsfeed populated by posts ending with #content, #happy, #bestboyfriend/girlfriendever, #singleandlovingit, #bawalangbitter, #ilovemyhubby/ilovemywifey, #truelovewaits, #missingyousomuch etc. Some people will hop over to the other side of the garden fence with a basket of homemade pie and smile cheerily at their lovey-dovey neighbors. Others will bar their doors shut and vow not to step out of their yards until February ends. Others will just grit their teeth and put a brave face while trying to keep the flowers in their carefully tended plots radiant and alive.
Till further notice, I’m in between. From where I’m standing, my grass is green. Maybe we should just quit comparing and learn to love and make do with what we have. Or maybe more than that. Maybe we should learn to fully embrace the truth that wherever we are standing, the grass is already green.
Sure it could get greener. Sure more flowers could sprout up some day. But that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy what’s inside your garden fence right now, right?
I have to tell myself this everyday. I have to tell myself to enjoy the beauty of where I am now. I’ll be looking forward to lots of lovely things, but while I dream, I mustn’t let the loveliness that is already all around me, pass me by.
Someone once told me the grass is much greener, on the other side.
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