I’d like to wish each and every one of you a very Merry and blessed Christmas! It gets really hectic around our house this year! Going here, running there, checking the list and running some more! If you are still looking for the right gift, I would like to suggest you share a copy of my book, Forever and Always. It’s an historical romance, appropriate for all ages, available here. God bless! Remember the Reason for the season! http://www.christysmith.net/store.html
Everyone has their idea of what a good life is; some feel it is in the job they have, the amount of money, designer clothes they’ve accumulated. Some want position and power.
In the 40’s kids played football in the street. If they didn’t have a real football they would play “kick the can.” The gutter, if it wasn’t raining, was a great place to play marbles.Sometimes they made their own toys, with the parents’ help, like, say, a bow and arrow made from a sturdy smaller tree limb. It might take a bit, but they would bend it enough to make a bow; Dad might help out getting the tension and then they were off! Running, playing, shooting every target in sight! They might make a slingshot. And kids were happy with what they had! A new home in 1940 cost just under $4,000, the average income was about $1,725.00 and gas cost 11 cents a gallon.
Let’s look at the 60’s. By then, a new house cost $12,700. The average income had risen to $5315.00, and gas cost 25 cents a gallon. Soda (or bottle of pop) cost ten cents, same as a newspaper! A postage stamp cost 4 cents. The Beatles came to America; watermelon cost 2.5 cents a pound. Kids still played football in the street; the only difference was they usually had a real football. Marbles were still in; my brother had some. He was very protective of his Shooters, Aggies, Cat’s eyes, all of them! If I remember right he played Keepsies.
It’s all in how you look at things. Possessions are cast to the side as we age for something new. Now in 2016, our “toys” are bigger and more expensive, but in reality, we get the same enjoyment from them. We all have a good life whether we recognize it or not. I don’t have a lot of money or possessions, and certainly not power the way it’s defined today. What makes my life so good? God, the people in my life and my relationships with each of them makes me happy. I can write books, which has always been my dream. I’m fulfilled. I hope you are too.