Closure :)
Nov. 9th, 2002 06:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hiddenmuseI did it. I finally broke down & told the people that were bitching and moaning on the board to just get over it.
I convenietly left out the fact that they sounded like a bunch of damn whiny spoiled brats.
Maybe it's just from my experiences growing up - my family wasn't the most well-off. Yes, I did go to Lutheran school for three years - because (as I later found out) my grandfather was paying for it. After my parents divorced, my dad's father took us in until we could get ourselves established. For me, "Chic" jeans were designer, and I was mocked for my "buddies" (no-name tennis shoes) on a regular basis. Sure, some of my clothes came from Goodwill and I hated it, but it was better than being naked. Sure, my family got assistance from the church at times.
So we didn't have cable TV or a VCR until I was almost 14. We played video games on a black and white TV. Yes, I did my share of griping and grumbling, because I was too young to really understand the circumstances my family lived in. If I got something (for a birthday or Christmas) that I didn't like and complained about it, I was pulled aside and given a talking-to by my mom for that.
But my mom did whatever it took to make sure that my brother and I were relatively well-adjusted. That we at least had the necessities of life. And as I grew up, I realized what my mom had done for us, the sacrifices she'd made - to make sure that we were happy.
So, yeah, I've learned to not take everything for granted. To be happy with what I have, and what I can afford to get. That I don't have to live beyond my means to be happy. And I've also learned that when someone gives you something, be grateful for it. Most likely, they put a lot of thought into it - even if it's the wrong color, or you don't like the videos or the way the commentary went - it wasn't given to you half-assed in their minds.
I convenietly left out the fact that they sounded like a bunch of damn whiny spoiled brats.
Maybe it's just from my experiences growing up - my family wasn't the most well-off. Yes, I did go to Lutheran school for three years - because (as I later found out) my grandfather was paying for it. After my parents divorced, my dad's father took us in until we could get ourselves established. For me, "Chic" jeans were designer, and I was mocked for my "buddies" (no-name tennis shoes) on a regular basis. Sure, some of my clothes came from Goodwill and I hated it, but it was better than being naked. Sure, my family got assistance from the church at times.
So we didn't have cable TV or a VCR until I was almost 14. We played video games on a black and white TV. Yes, I did my share of griping and grumbling, because I was too young to really understand the circumstances my family lived in. If I got something (for a birthday or Christmas) that I didn't like and complained about it, I was pulled aside and given a talking-to by my mom for that.
But my mom did whatever it took to make sure that my brother and I were relatively well-adjusted. That we at least had the necessities of life. And as I grew up, I realized what my mom had done for us, the sacrifices she'd made - to make sure that we were happy.
So, yeah, I've learned to not take everything for granted. To be happy with what I have, and what I can afford to get. That I don't have to live beyond my means to be happy. And I've also learned that when someone gives you something, be grateful for it. Most likely, they put a lot of thought into it - even if it's the wrong color, or you don't like the videos or the way the commentary went - it wasn't given to you half-assed in their minds.
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Date: 2002-11-09 05:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-11-09 07:59 pm (UTC)My family didn't have a lot of money either. I really wanted a cabbage patch kid when I was little. My parents couldn't afford to buy me one, so they took me to the store to put one on layaway. My mother drove me there every week so I could give them my meager allowance. I did finally pay for the doll all on my own, but of course by then, they were way out of fashion. But I learned a valuable lesson in that experience.
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