“the dreaded “my life is so great and better than yours” card.”
Oh, man... I hate those letters. Our former neighbors are famous for that, and we won’t even open them any more. “Our daughter just discovered the cure for all cancers known to man. For his doctoral thesis, our youngest son composed a piano concerto that will push to the background Beethoven and Mozart and he has been declared God Of The Keyboard For All Eternity. Our other daughter is, single-handedly, providing drinking water to all of the Bedouin population. She carries it to them in Dixie cups and it’s a never-ending project. We’re so proud.”
arrrrgh!
We must be distant kin, MayflowerMadam! You get those cards, too! I decided a long time ago that “image is everything” to some people. You know that no one’s life is that perfect...