I don’t know how we get through life. I wish I did. Maybe I care too much, I really don’t know.

I was born into a decent family. We were happy from what I have been told. A good mother, a decent hard working father, at least he was until I was 6 years old.

He died of cancer. I remember bits and pieces of him, and it’s strange, but most people will tell you they forget what a parent looks like if they died early. Even though I was only young, I can still picture him.

I remember a time when we went to the local zoo, and him holding me up to a cage. I can’t remember what was in the cage, but I remember him holding me. He used to take my mother, my sister, my brother, and me to the beach, and I remember him sitting in a deck chair, with his trousers rolled up to his knees, and a handkerchief on his head, as they did in those bygone days.

I remember most vividly when he was sick, and he wanted to be home with his family. My mother had made the once weekly Sunday lunch, and my dad wanted to be there, sitting at the table, instead of in bed eating, but he was the type of person who hated to inconvenience anyone, even the closest people to him. I saw him trying to come down the stairs, and even though I can’t have been that much help to him, I was his crutch. I helped him down those stairs. That was his last lunch with his family.

Oh yes, I remember.

Some people go through life not caring about the people they come into contact with. Is life easier that way? They seem to do better in life. Double-crossing people, double dealing. Is it really better to care, or is it a fallacy. Or should we all just screw everyone else over, just so that we can have a better life. More money. Money seems to mean power.

What is power? The knowledge that a person can give orders because this said person has money, and hold the subordinates life in his hands because he works for him. The subordinate doesn’t want to loose his lifestyle. God forbid he loose a high-class car, and the big house, and have his wife divorce him because and he looses his prestige. To his colleagues, or competitors, depending on the view, he is down and out.

I guess it means a lot to some.

I don’t know.

I have never forgotten my dad, and I don’t know the reason for that either, my earliest thoughts of my family, and I might care too much, but I know one thing, I was taught well.


Phantom.

Very nice phantom....Be like your dad.... dont just go for money always think what is your life style...because some time money is our main reason of problems creating in life..

Thanks Stormy.

I could have gone REALLY DEEP, and talked about other things, but I think I made the point.

Thank you Phantom for sharing your thoughts. I believe that everyone get's his bill for what and how he is doing and I'm sure that money isn't the key to happiness. I mean I think there's nothing wrong about earning a lot of money, but I think it matters how it is done and if someone screws others to get a good income, I'm pretty sure he's making some depts elsewhere...

But my question is: Isn't moneymaking by means of Doublers basically the way to make money by tricking others?

regards...

I dunno. It could be a good preface to a book. What do you think. Anyone is up to give their oppinion.

I think the point is that to get anywhare in life, you have to have your family. I lost mine, as my mother died in 1996 and I could write a whole book aboult life with her. That book would make people think twice, believe me.

I have been really lucky, and I have found another family. My husbands, and I lovehis dad dearly, but what Iwas taught will stay with me.

Treat people well, and you will find your reward.

There seems to be a lot of people reading this.

Don't be scared of sharing.

a little sidenote, I don't think instilling fear into others is the only way to gain power. When people respect you, thats a kind of power, no?

It feels good to make money, but it certainly feel better to give it to those in need. a dollar is a unit of conventional power. you can only obtain conventional things with it. You can't buy respect nor ardmiration..

Very touching story, I can relate to some aspects just remember to put the right things first in your life whether it be God or whomever you stand firm in. Stay true in doing what you believe is right and nothing will stand in your way.