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I had this friend when I was growing up and she never had a lot of stuff. Her parents made their living by moving around, so they always had to be ready to move at any time. They always had a lot of pets and I remember the things she did have were very nice -- she had goose down comforter that was amazing. I remember really loving spending the night because that was so cosy.

The point that I want to make is that, as far as I know, she had a good childhood. She had the things she needed -- shelter, food, clothes -- but she didn't have too much. She had a small amount of items that belonged to her and, even though I don't really talk to her much now, I wonder how that affected her as she got older.

I was always given more than enough. If I didn't like dinner, my grandmother would make something else. If I couldn't pick between two dolls at the store, I got both. It's worth saying that my mother made plenty of money when I was small... It didn't spoil me in a lifelong way but I was a gross child, demanding and like. I ended up okay. When my mother retired from work, we didn't have the same income and our lifestyle changed. I had more of the things I needed and less that I just wanted. 

I am very curious to the ways in which we change as we get older based on how we are treated as children. If we are spoilt as children, do we always stay spoilt? If we are taught to be frugal, do we continue to be like that? Or are we free to adapt and understand all sides of life... or just the portions we are allowed to be?

catch you later,

Karleigh

"Being happy is a very personal thing—and it really has nothing to do with anyone else." // Abraham-Hicks, Getting Into the Vortex