Both Sides of the Fence

I've had the opportunity to be on both sides of the fence in regards to money. I grew up not wanting for a single thing.... My Bob always made sure that our family was well provided for. If we said it, we got it. I later learned giving gifts its my Bob's way of showing he loves you and he cares for you. I do the same thing in life.... Give 'love gifts.' While I may have had everything a girl could dream of, I never once took it for granted. I had a job at 15 years old, and have had one since then. I attended college and graduated with a Bachelor of Science....I also received a ticket into the real world. Lemme tell you, it was NO FUN!!!!!!

As soon as I graduated, I starting earning money. Not fun money. Money for bills and insurance and groceries. And stuff I had never had to think about before. UHHHHHHHHH. headache. It was hard at first, trying to manage money and pay bills and worrying about if they were gonna cut off the power because the bill was paid on the last day. (No, they don't.) But I managed. I have never been one of those that walks around sticking her hand out for help. And still to this day, I'm too proud. I have very little. Much less than most in greenville in fact. But I make it alright. Its called HARD WORK and SPIT.

I've recently had some people come into my life that live on both sides of the fence. Some take handouts, don't want to do for themselves. Some are hardworking and work their fingers to the bone. I was raised on hardwork and earning a living. Might not be the best living, but its a living. I truly do not understand adults who do not work. My Bob works 3 jobs!!!!! Plus manages to keep his family happy, keeps his home nice and neat. My moma works 2 jobs! She sponsers many other things and does her own part in the family and home. My brother and I were raised to work, to provide for ourselves. And my parents expect it out of both of us.

I would much rather be with someone who worked till dusk and rose at dawn than a man who sat around all day pickin' at his gums. It tells a lot about a person, how hard they work, what they put into their jobs.

So I guess I'm sayin' I feel sorry for the poor souls who don't want to better themselves or the county because they'd rather not work and dirty their hands. I might not have it all at this point in life, but at least I can lay my head down on my pillow at night knowing I'm done an honest days work.....