Comparison

We have all grown up hearing the phrase, “Comparison is the thief of joy” but it was usually accompanied with me stealing my friend Eliza’s toys at her own birthday party.

In high school, I was pretty average. I was never a natural athlete. But I was surrounded by athletes like my friend Darien. I wanted to run down a soccer field and look svelte doing it like her. Instead I wore spandex on the volleyball court and did my best sausage-casing impression.

I was never a well rounded artist like my friends Liz and Kristen who were the epitome of triple threats. We called ourselves the Three Amigos. They were these tall, thin bombshells who could paint, dance, sing, you name it. I could sing and act… most of the time. But I wanted their gifts. From the age of 5, I was the Martin Short of the Three Amigos… and I let it steal my joy.



So I’ve started running more seriously the past few years of my life. I am not fast. I’m not long and lean. But I can run for a long time. If you remember, I ran a half marathon with my Energizer Bunny cousin on Valentine’s weekend. Well 2 weeks after that, I ran another half marathon with my father. Crazy? Yes. Fun? Yes. I took my time on the 2nd one and knew that my time would be slower than the first race. Well for some reason, as I was looking around at all of these gorgeous and fast runners speeding by me, my joy was threatened. But I remembered that saying, “Comparison is the thief of joy”. I was crossing the finish line for the second time in two weeks, felt strong, and refused to allow my joy to be stolen.

We have our own stories. We have our own gifts, our own accomplishments, our own communication styles, our own goals, and our own relationships. No one can take those away. Your joy doesn’t have to be stolen; grab hold.

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  • Andrea

    i needed that today.

  • did you hear what she

    i'm with andrea.

  • Andrea (ace1028)

    That is beautifully written and worded. Stopping by from Andrea's blog.

  • miss b

    remember when michael called toby a 'thief of joy'? i love you. your words always inspire me. we have so many of the same thoughts. 🙂 (carlye)

  • Tracy

    Love this Martha! Thank you for your encouragement!

  • carissa @ lowercase letters

    beautiful post! so very very true! you said it well.

  • sarahrice

    i need that most days. i heart you, martha.

  • fatflanagan

    this is bologna, martin short is awesome

  • Meredith

    really enjoying your posts martha. keep em coming. cya in a few weeks in class dude.