Hand Me Downs

My hand me downs.
Oh no - I am not complaining.
Yesterday I was riding along and I did a little thinking. Thinking about how lucky and how happy I really am.
I live in a mobile home, I drive a used vehicle, I have a life that not many women would want. And I love it!

My mobile home is 10 years old. I bought it new. It was the first new home I had ever had. All it really needs is a good coat of paint on the walls inside. I have taken really good care of it because I worked hard to have a new home and I appreciate it.

I drive a 1992 Isuzu Trooper, it have almost 250,000 miles on it. It's paid for. We bought it a few months back as a family vehicle. So I guess you can say that I have an SUV.

Most of the furniture in my home is used. We have very little new furniture but who cares. Everything is in really good shape and I refuse to run out and buy new furniture just because. It's all paid for.

I have 3 wonderful boys that someone didn't want. I want them, I love them. They are wonderful!

That is what I was thinking about. How I have hand me downs and so many people have all new stuff. Could I be any happier with new stuff. No way! I love all my hand me downs. I stop at the stop sign and I watch other people just act as if no stop sign exist. And I wonder why. Are they in that big of a hurry? Do they have to rush through life and take the risk that they are taking? No they don't. Take hand me downs, they are paid for. You don't have to rush to work to pay for the new SUV you are driving. By the time you get it paid for it will be worn out. Buy a used one and slow down. Are they in a hurry to run to the mall for the sale on the latest fashion? Not me - I am wearing a pair of hand me down jeans. They are comfortable and who cares is I get tractor grease on them.

Not many women want the life that I have. Or maybe I should say - most women want the life that I have. I am happy! I am in love with life!