On my way to work I was listening to Marketplace by American Public Media. As part of their series exploring the divide between wealth and poverty, they asked people to define “wealthy.”
I had a moment yesterday when I felt especially wealthy. I drove to Dubuque (40 minutes away) to get a new social security card (because of my last name change). I got the the social security administration office only to find it closed at 12:00. Really?!
I was frustrated, of course. But I thought back to a time when I was truly upset from a crappy trip to Dubuque.
About six years ago, when I first moved away, I had no job for about 3 weeks. My “job” was going to Dubuque and “giving” plasma for $60 each week. One morning I drove all the way into Dubuque only to find my iron levels were too low to donate. I remember crying on the way home because I was so upset to have spent the gas money to make no money in return.
Even though rising food fuel costs are frustrating, I am happy to have the money to accomodate them.
So no, I am not financially wealthy and probably never be. But yesterday I was really proud of myself and how far I’ve come.
What makes you wealthy?