Counting pennies

Last Friday, while I was cleaning house, I collected all my spare change that I found in a small sandwich bag. I decided to make it a game to see how I much money I could find around the house while cleaning. I went through all my winter coats and found a $20.00 bill. In total, I found $31.43 in change. I felt so rich. I ran down to the bank and deposited the money very quickly. My mom had given me $200.00 which I quickly deposited also. It was good enough to pay my HOA. I had calculated previously (before quitting my job) how much money I needed for monthly mortgage and bills. As a Vietnamese, I have inherited the gift of saving. I believe my traits were passed down from a long line of ancestors. They had a gift of hoarding money to ensure they will be able to eat the next day. Rice is staple of our diet. I remember my mother telling me if 'you don't have a pot of rice on stove then you were going to hungry that day.'

I try not to feel any self pity because of low cash flow. I have to remember that I made a choice to go part time at work to follow my dream. I try to answer these three questions when I feel somewhat blue/down. One, do I have enough food to eat? Yes, and I have enough for tomorrow and the next week. Two, do I have a warm bed to sleep? Why, yes, I do. Lastly, and most important question, do have a family and friends as vital support and resource system? Yes, I am so lucky to have a mother who loves me and friends who care re: my wellbeing. Also, I always tell myself I have 2 hands, 2 feets, and mentally balanced most days. I am so very lucky for good health. Ahhhhhhh...... I feel so much better.

I am sure this lull that I am going through is just intermission of life. God is setting the scene for the next stage in life. That always gives me reason to pause and remember I am not in control.