If we were children, this slightly how this situation would play out:
My mom brings me to this big, brand new toy store and I find the most amazing toy in the whole world. I want it soooo badly, but my mom won't buy it for me. She insist that I have plenty of toys, and not having this one won't be a big deal.
I'm upset, but I go ahead and believe her. We leave the toy store and we go home. I fall asleep that night and have a dream with me playing with that toy. Oh! How much fun it is.
I go to my best friend's birthday party that day. We sing "Happy Birthday", eat cake, and play around. The thought of the toy is totally out of mind for the time being. Then the time comes for her to open up her presents. Oh, she's always gotten all the best toys; basically everything she asked for. She opens them all, and she got the most amazing toys I've ever seen. Kinds I've never heard of before, and they all look equally as fun. She always gets the best toys.
Her parents bring one last present to her. It just so happens to be that one toy I saw just the day before at the toy store. I was so jealous. I wanted it.
About two weeks later, I go over to her house again, just to find that she's thrown all her new toys to the back of her toy box. Right on bottom was that toy I've wanted since the day I saw it. Something I'd wanted so bad, and she'd just thrown it away like it was nothing. She said it was fun for a while, but she just got a new toy, and she didn't want to play with it anymore.
I still can't believe she didn't even care anymore.
Okay, maybe that's a really lame scenario for it, but you get what I mean. It's hard when you feel like someone who gets everything they want, gets the ONE thing you want. Something you could cherish and love for forever, but they have it and treat it like it's nothing.
I've known for a while, and I still know now, that I'm better.
It makes me wonder if anyone else will ever realize it.
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