You and I are like old schoolmates who never ran in the same circles. While you were busy helping the preppy kids wear Izod polos, I adorned myself chez K-mart. In college, a full-scholarship kept my resentment of you at bay, and by graduation (with 4 degrees in music) I’d written you off as something I’d only cross paths with at cocktail parties—where I’d be cheaply employed playing background music.
I never respected you or invited you to visit. On the rare occasions when you’d crash my party (like that time my dad gifted some of you to me), I quickly spent all of you and escorted you back out of my life.
I didn’t understand that if I’d only asked you to stay, that it would have brought more of you along over time. You always were better at making friends than me.
The thing is… I had believed the lie I learned about you when I was young. I thought you were stuck-up and would never associate with the likes of me. I thought you brought trouble with you wherever you went. And even though you make people happy temporarily, I believed you also brought misery.
But in the last couple of years, you’ve shown me a different side of you.
When I finally stopped sniveling about you like a whiny brat, and started treating you better, something magical happened. Not only did I learn that you weren’t a bully or a snob, but I saw how easy it is for me to treat my friends and family better when you’re around. And when I treated myself and others better, even more of you started to show up. And it didn’t turn me into a bad person…
So I know I’m still taking baby steps, but I kinda like what we’ve got going.
Can we be friends?
Circle “Yes” or “No.”
Yup, I know this was silly like crazy, but my writing challenge to you this week is to craft your own letter to money. Really tell it how you feel! Chances are good we’ve all stood in our own way of making friends with money at some point. Maybe it’s time to break the ice?
And let me know if you discover any breakthroughs. Just click Reply or Comment on the blog!
Cheers to a new friendship!