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A taste of FAITH, a touch of LAUGHTER.

I married a poor man


This was the best choice 🙂

See, there's this thing called biology...

I married a poor man. On purpose. He came from poor folks and he had no prospects. All he had was a yellow van with fuzzy dice and a velvet painting of dogs playing poker.

I married him because he had integrity, values, and humility. Authentic, he was the real deal, salt of the Earth. He was the best investment I ever made.

I come from wealth, although I grew up dumpster diving poor. Those who wrap themselves up in worldly things are not all they’re cracked up to be. Wealth is a burden believe it or not, it walls people off and insulates them from their own selves.

Appearances start to matter more than integrity. You can’t be vulnerable, you have to protect our stuff. You start to live a somewhat duplicitous life, presenting your best side to the world and tucking your real self, your skeletons, behind closed…

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