Many of us are fortunate enough that we live a life only responsible for our own day-to-day maintenence. We come and go as we please and are able to live a pretty good life knowing that the money that comes into our home is earmarked just for us. Anytime money is going out...it's for our own benefit.
Many of us are on the exact opposite spectrum of that and have family members we have to help supplement or they won't have the basics in life that we know we need to have in order to live in a non-desperate kind of way. You know...things we want our loved ones to have. It could be as basic as electricity or water because for some...those basics can get too costly from time-to-time depending on what's going on.
I know a lot of people who have family members who depend on them and it doesn't really seam fair sometimes but I can't imagine that person NOT doing what needs to be done so their family member can have the basics. It's always a conversation I have with one ear to the ground because I LISTEN seriously as I've had experiences both from being the person needing and being the person giving. There is a connection there that you just can't cut sometimes and yes...you might start feeling taken advantage of but even if you do...they are probably not taking advantage of you.
You are probably their only option.
Could you live with EXTRA creature comforts knowing that a loved one was going without a basic necessity?
Could you buy that new bag knowing the amount would pay the rent of a relative who was behind on rent?
When do we get to the point where knowing they are in need doesn't affect our feelings as far as thinking we work hard for what we have so we shouldn't feel guilty about A, B or C even knowing that a family member is about to be evicted or they are living without electricity or water?
How would you feel if you found out that a family member was living without a basic necessity because they didn't want to ask you? And it was a dangerous situation like...they were elderly with medical issues or there was a small child in the home? Would you still find the same enjoyment in having all that you want to have knowing they were in dire need?
Is life really more rewarding when we take our lagniappe and do for our family instead of stealing moments of material joy solely for ourselves?
