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Money, is it really all its cracked up to be? It’s time to put yourself in someone else’s shoes. Time for you to take a trip into someone’s mind, trying to see just how he or she feels about this subject. It’s better to know how the majority feels for you could form a new understanding! So lets do just that, because this is important.
Christmas is closing in fast. All the hustle and bustle of Christmas can almost drives a person nuts. Working hard to make money only to go shopping and get pushed around by a bunch of people just worried about getting what they want for the money they have. The whole meaning of Christmas is just completely and totally destroyed as time goes on. Money corrupts the things of this life that were once wonderful.
You’re used to Christmas being pretty darn similar every year and it’s exciting just the way it is, never changing, something of consistency. You will never understand how it feels for the regularity of Christmas to be destroyed until someone in your life passes away. Then Christmas becomes a time of morning, I time where you miss your loved one most. Getting gifts and receiving gifts gets pushed aside and spending time with the loved ones that feel your pain takes a step up on your list of priorities. Money doesn’t happen to be the most important thing because the time becomes more important rather then the work and the money you make.
My grandpa die, what will be, about 2 weeks ago. As Christmas comes closer and closer I start to realize how getting a gift this year isn’t all the important. All the things I have asked for just don’t level up to getting to be with my family in this hard moment of our lives. My priorities start to change as you realize that life is a lot shorter then you can even imagine.
I have a job and until my grandpa got sick I didn’t want to take time off for anything. I wanted to make money and if I took time off it took away from the hours that I got in, and the 7 dollars that I got paid for every hour I worked. There are things that I would like to have or places I would love to go and I was willing to give everything and anything up to raise the money for those until the dreadful day that I found out about my grandpa having cancer.
Money seems that much small and the things I want, the things I will get if I continue to save, just aren’t that big of a deal any more. My grandpa doesn’t even have money anymore; he isn’t even going to be here for Christmas and trips, food and material things aren’t an option for him because he is dead. It’s unfair for me to want, want, want when my grandma is with out a husband, her soul mate.
You have to place yourself into a situation that will cause you to think differently. You need to look around and realize that Christmas isn’t all about money; in fact it’s not about money at all. Jesus, Gods son, was born to save us from our sins so that people, like my grandpa, will go to heaven after passing away. It’s the celebration of his birth and what God gave us.