When I was a child I heard my mom say, “The grass is always greener on the other side.” We lived in the country, and there was a lot of grass around. It was green and brown, so that wasn’t the grass mom was talking about. She must have been talking about the grass in the meadow. It was a rich green; cows were grazing there. Years later, I set off for greener pastures and my dreams were fulfilled. This is what my mom meant.