Discover Your Wealth
I thought I had a small home until I met a couple who live in their van. I don't mean a top-of-the-line, custom-converted van. I mean an old, beat-up van that barely runs, with a mattress and trash bags full of belongings in the back. It makes my 800-square-foot apartment look palatial. I saw this "home" in the Walmart parking lot. On hot summer days this year, it was parked under a tree at the farthest end, with both doors open to catch any hint of a breeze as the temperature climbed above 95℉. My gifts of a few dollars and cups of McDonald's iced tea might have helped this couple a little, but couldn't change their situation. When I drove away in my 2024, paid-off, air-conditioned, recently-cleaned Kia sedan that doesn't have to carry everything I own, I reflected on my wealth. A changed perspective My father worked 60 or more hours a week because he had to. My mother budgeted carefully for food, clothing, and household costs. We never h...