Yesterday, I received a Christmas card from a friend I had not heard from in years. We did residency together and were close at one point; it was shared misery, true, but we also genuinely liked each other. It was lovely to hear from her, but the news was mainly about the various bucket list trips she had taken in the last year(s). Galapagos! Falklands and Georgia Islands! Australia and New Zealand! And for a few hours, I had envy. In a sense, it was what I call “theoretical” envy: as exciting as her travels sounded, I also knew that if it came down to it, I would not go to those places — well, except Australia and New Zealand . . . What I do know is that I envied the resources she had to make these trips — 20 years of working as a doctor does build up the bank account. And to think I could have that amount of money, had I chosen to continue as a doctor!
In this season of plenty, in my life of plenty, the word that comes to me is “enough.”