It's been a full year since being home. This week while visiting my hometown I had a good friend come over and bring her children to swim. Back when we left home (after med school) to seek our fortune (residency) this particular friend had it all goin' on. She had a lavish home, Land Rover, Boat w/ accompanying wave runners etc... I remember thinking, "Gosh, this is what life is like when your husband isn't in medicine!" I was happy for her good fortune with slight pangs of envy.
The kids played as I gave her an update on our life status and told her about our plans for then next few years for residency and fellowship. I shared my frustration of having been married for 11 years and always qualifying for government assistance. And about how tight money always is.
While visiting I found out that she and her husbands' house flipping business had flopped. She had to sell everything they had - cars, boats and house and she is leaving her 4 kids with hubby at night to wait tables (this is after she quit her night job at Sonic). They are now living in someone else's foreclosing house until the bank takes it over. I was devastated for her!
She looked and me and said, "Stacie, I am so jealous of you." ME? of all people to be jealous of? Me? Did you not hear about how in debt we are and broke we've been over that last 11 years? How could that be possible? I finally asked, "Why on Earth would you be jealous of us?"
"Because you have a plan." She said.
Oh. Interesting. hmmm