When we envy to the point of sinning

“It was so hard to leave Timmy at his first day of kindergarten today,” my friend said. “I had to turn my head so he wouldn’t see me cry.”  “You have no idea how much it hurts to be separated from your child!” I snapped.  Due to my (then) constant battle with anorexia nervosa, I was no longer able to care for my small children. I would’ve given anything to have my children return home to me after only a few short hours of school. Looking back, I still remember the shoc