A monetarily rich person- who is very close to me and extremely generous with everyone- said this to me recently. I am not prone to jealousy, but told him I would like a turn in this life at treating people and spoiling them in a material way. I said it looks like so much fun- to be able to give and give and give this way. I would like to to walk into any place and say “choose whatever you want, girls” to my children. I can only give the other ways. He gets to give often and well that way too. I want both opportunities.
He explained that everyone deals in their own currency. Some of us bake, some of us make people laugh, some are very affectionate physically, some teach, some listen well, some motivate, extrapolate, concentrate, debate or lend a hand in a million ways.
I am here with my mom at the cottage, my father at the hospital, we went swimming together, I make her laugh, I made two children who she adores. Tonight I will make dinner. This is my currency today. I am so glad to give her something.
Still, I would like to take her to New York for the weekend and spoil her rotten. And that would only be the beginning.
I would make a fabulous rich person.