A few weeks ago, back after Tom came from seeing his brother out in California. He was talking all the fancy cars and the money out there and then you see a huge homeless population out the other half. When was talking someone had said that I could be the other half to the others.
Which lead me to starting, I also in the eyes of the other too. I don’t have a fancy but I own three of them at grand total they value about $ 4,000 for the whole lot of them, I own our house my dad and build, I have three wonderful beautiful children, a wife that could ask for a better one, my mom and dad both love me, a sister and brother who a great people with their families too. And a great and loving God that will be there until the new beginning of the leg of our life.
Granted it would be nice to have some extra cash around but it will not ruin my life not having any extra. Because I (we) have what some lack or don’t have in their life. But why do we seem to want what the other half has. My home is basic square home four walls and some windows, but it so much great then living card board box or not even having box at all. Our cars get there where we need to go. And I could do without my family or friends, which is the other part of the family.
So I guess I am the other half. We all hold riches that some else might look at and say wow I wish I were that person look what they have.
