“All the days of a poor man are wretched, But contentment is a feast without end.” When you’re happy with what you’ve got, when you’re sameach b’chleko, your life is life is a never-ending feast, but when you look over your garden fence at your neighbor’s new car, or your neighbor’spouse or his beautiful successful children who’ve all made wonderful shidduchim and you compare, your entire life will miserable.
