tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2625966743339363273.post8548532424028408716..comments2012-04-30T13:52:57.836-07:00Comments on Poverty Rocks: Make A Differenceannigirl72http://www.blogger.com/profile/02885530306945070792noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2625966743339363273.post-29357045382158210652012-04-17T21:30:51.629-07:002012-04-17T21:30:51.629-07:00Thanks for your comment, Jan, I loved it. I know ...Thanks for your comment, Jan, I loved it. I know what you mean about your father, mine worked 16 hours a day so we never saw him and when we did, my mother and him just fought over the fact that we didn't. We had a nice home in a nice neighborhood but we were probably the most miserable family on the block. Money, apparently, was more important than we were, at least, that's how I saw it. <br /><br />My parents finally divorced after 40 years. They are both well off but to this day their money is more important than anything else to them which is really sad. They are under the opinion that money reflects the value a person has so no money, no value. <br /><br />I don't know whether it's conditioning or what but too many people are this way. At any rate, welcome to the "no 2 dimes to rub together" club.annigirl72https://www.blogger.com/profile/02885530306945070792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2625966743339363273.post-59660887836621227002012-04-17T14:29:36.813-07:002012-04-17T14:29:36.813-07:00I actually haven't had 2 dimes to put together...I actually haven't had 2 dimes to put together since I left my folks home nearly 40 years ago. I am happier than I ever remember my father being who worked until he died and had saved a quarter million dollars. Which my mom promptly spent and is now impoverished herself. I so the money bring such agony to my parents that I knew there was more to life than the almighty dollar...This is a great post, I love it and it is so very true.photos by janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04931922143998773384noreply@blogger.com