Give a Little!

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I just read another article about an ultra-rich person who gave away an enormous amount of money to improve other people’s lives!

Starting a foundation to help him give away money to help underserved people and communities! $12 billion to reduce poverty! $23 billion to different political campaigns to beat George W. Helping start the Democracy Alliance to support progressive causes. $35 billion to New York State to be given to underprivileged children and parents. Donating to the Center for American Progress. Supposedly, he has given away $35 billion and still has $7 billion left to survive on.

My question after hearing about many billionaires who have given away an enormous amount of $$$$ is, why is there still so much poverty and famine? Is it just publicity and a lie, or is only a fraction of that $$$ actually getting to the people who need it so badly? Do you suspect that a large portion is going to those who are distributing it? And pennies get to the deserved.

I don’t know about you, but I can’t help but wonder why there is so much poverty, even here in the supposedly richest country in the world, when so many have and are giving so much to solve the problem?

I am not suggesting stopping giving, but we might want to look at who is in charge of dispersing those valuable funds, whether they are giving the lion’s share to those who need it, and how much is pocketed as cost or “overhead”! I’m thinking of giving closer to home, to local charities.

Enough about that kind of giving. Let’s all try to give a little love at this special time of the year! I love to see the light in those little eyes when they spot the bright lights on the tree and on those houses decorated with thousands of lights and fun holiday scenes.

Now that our children are grown up and are far away, it seems like too much to decorate for a holiday when it is just the two of us, so we celebrate in other ways, like our twice-a-month video call, which is like being in the room together.

One year, when we were going to be alone for Thanksgiving, we got creative and made a poster of all of our family we missed and set it up around our Thanksgiving table. It wasn’t quite the same, but we posted pictures of it and got a lot of kind comments.

Hope your traditions are Happy and Safe travels to all who are “Going home for Christmas!”

If you get one of my books for Christmas, please be kind and leave a review. You will never know how much an Author appreciates your kind words.

See you next time….

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Biography Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die. I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect? Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing. My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda. Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated. I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.” I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class. After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome. I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.

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