Mr. Jones’ Big House

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Recently, I drove through a very nice, very expensive neighborhood.

The houses here are big. Well over 4000 sq ft on 3 acre or larger plots with lots of pine trees sliced open by wild fields. Stone, stucco, or hand-hewn log construction with massive glass windows. Twelve foot tall, heavy, wood and wrought iron doors, 4+ car garages with heated floors, and carefully manicured front yards boasting babbling brooks with koi filled ponds. Custom colored concrete driveways 100 yards long. Beautiful.

I used to live across the street from this neighborhood. I was there while it was being built, while the plots were bulldozed and million dollar house foundations were lay. I remember thinking, “Someday. Someday, I’ll have a big, beautiful house like this.”

But, you see, I did have a big, beautiful house…right across the street.

I lost everything while living in that house. To the point, I lost myself.

Many years later, I still see the grand beauty in these homes, but today I can’t understand the need or desire to be housed in something so large. To be owned by something so vast.

I’m thankful to no longer feel the need to keep up with Mr. Jones.

I know where I am, and where I want to be.

My priorities are set, I think, on a much healthier path.

And that makes me happy.


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