green with envy

A befitting title indeed. Just yesterday I was reading a friend's blog. She's somewhere in her mid 20's, a lovely and unassuming lady and married to a man who thinks the world of her. Her hubby works hard to ensure their future is secured and buys her the loveliest gifts. She loves pink and unfortunately through her honest blogging, she managed to attract the "green" community who have somewhat tortured her with their extreme criticism. I can only pretend to understand her hurt when in reality we could never delve into the deep recess of such pain and anguish. It bothers me that many can never accept the fact that others' could be luckier than them. Me ? I love to look, admire and wish (upon a shooting star !) but that's about as far as I go. I accept my friends for who they are and what they have no matter how little or how much. If I like something they have, I'll just ask about it and if I have to, save for it. What is the point of making myself turn into that horrible green monster ? I'm just happy that my friend has what she has and I'm glad that she's my friend.