The other day, someone told me that she thought I was poor, I was the poorest person she knows. I was very surprised that she thought of me like that: I don’t feel poor and I don’t think I am poor, and I have everything I want or need.
Poor means what? Not being to able to buy whatever you want, whenever you want? Does being poor means that you only have second hand clothes? Baking your own bread? Always cooking from scratch, from seasonal products? Canning your own preserves? Never buying new toys for the children for birthdays nor Christmas? Never buy new furniture nor electronics (yes, I am waiting for my first flat screen which surely will come my way when in my surroundings it should be about time to get a new tele…)? Only have what others don’t want anymore and throw out? Not running to the shop when something is broken in the house to replace it? Nothing going on a holiday or perhaps family days out?
What is poor about making your own toys, baking fresh breads, cakes and muffins, canning all kind of tasty foods, mending your ripped clothes, dehydrating fruits and vegetables, saving candle leftovers to make new candles, reusing old jeans and other clothes to make quilts and so on. I can’t see any poorness there.
Perhaps my life isn’t as easy as others, true… Having my own company (meaning money is never the same), raising 2 kids without child support from their father isn’t always the easiest thing to do, perhaps. But frankly, it doesn’t feel like that at all. We have a roof above our head, having wonderful, healthy foods and are just ok dressed. Yes, according to set norms, I do live far below the poverty norms.. but all I can see in my life is a lot of wealth and I do live the life I want to live. What else should I need?