You Can Live On A Lot Less

Sitting in the living room of my Great Aunt Edna had me at peace in the middle of the emotional roller coaster I had been on.

It was familiar, I spent so much time doing the exact same things I was watching my daughter do. Everything had changed, but nothing had changed.

My favorite scent of wet paper towel and wood smoke with the hint of just pure cleaness still lingered. The recliner I had fought to sit in so many times still sat in it’s same ole’ spot.

It was my second home in a way. I guess many others in my family and, well anyone who had ever been to my Aunts had the same feelings when they stepped in her door way.

That is just my Aunt Edna, she always makes you feel warm,welcomed,and loved.

I admire her in so many ways and sitting in that living room with her was worth more than any gold or rubbies.

This visit had a lot of meaning though. I could tell my Aunt had a lot to say to me.

“You can live on a lot less Tashanna.” She says to me kind of out of the blue.

“Oh I know Aunt Edna I don’t have a lot of things people say they need…”

I say continuing to tell her about how I don’t have anything but antenna for TV or internet like most young folks and I budget everything.

She shakes her head

” No, what I mean shanny is… ” Shanny has always been a nick name only belonging to myself and my cousin Shannon.

She continued to tell me this story.

There was some folks that lived in a shack. They grew up working for everything they had. Dusk to dawn. They didn’t know what money really was.

They lived in a little shack, they’re counter was made of old vanilla waffer boxes and plaster. And that is what they had for a kitchen counters.

They had a refrigerator, but they didn’t have electricity, or know that they needed to plug it in. My cousin brought them canned biscuits one day and she just sat them on the counter.

The lady told my cousin when she came back they just went “poof”. That’s how little they knew about the modern-day world.

My cousin visited them up until they passed away, she was good and befriended them . A young person would have thought them to be strange. But they were happy, and they were normal, just hadn’t known anything outside of that they grew up doing to get by.

“That’s what I mean by people can live with less than what they think. My Aunt finished saying.

I finally got what my Aunt was telling me.

I needed to humble myself and would be happier if I stopped chasing material things and just loved what God had blessed me with.

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A Redheads Thoughts On All This Gun Control Talk.

This is a big conversation, but it is one that needs to be had. Some are going to disagree and probably even think I’m a nut. Who cares…

Kids are walking out of schools, everyone has their guards up and minds closed, and every other day I’m seeing another school investigating threats made by children not taking what is going on seriously.

It’s aggravating. It’s frustrating. It’s heart wrenching.

What you have is a generation who are expected to be adults to soon. A generation who is scared. A generation who doesn’t know how to handle a emotion. So of course they are going to do some of this.

We need to listen to our younger generations, but also take into account they are acting out of fear. They are being influenced by what they are seeing in the media without fully understanding it.

And really, so are adults. I can say this for a fact based off of things I’ve seen reposted on social media that isn’t being fact checked.

Like you may have ran into the post that says something along the lines of “All Israel has teachers with concealed weapons in every school…..”

I know this isn’t true because I lived there. I picked my nephew up from his Gahn (school) , where not one teacher was armed. Why? It was against the religious views of the school… And if you know anything about Israel, religion plays a huge role in everyday life.

I could go on about how I know just that post is junk..

Also, as I said I lived in Israel. I remember a bombing happened and my friend just happened to be in the barracks that it happened in. It came from across the border they hit their power supply. Next thing I know I’m hearing Israel bombed the neighboring countries power supply from US news station..checked other news sources some agreed others had their facts straight.

My point is, no one fact checks. They listen to the “he said, she said” of the media and believe it. Or, there is not having any educational background on the topic at all. All this causes a fiasco.

And here we are, talking about the latest fiasco. Gun control.

Guns being taken away, regulated, what ever isn’t going to stop the violence. Just look, we have stabbings happening too.

There is something going on here that is beyond guns. It’s a mental health issue possibly? Or is there something that as a society we aren’t doing?

It doesn’t matter the weapon they are using… these people are acting out against innocent people and finding the root cause I think is where we need to go.

And though we may not know now, maybe to start change we need shut up a minute with the arguing and start behind our own doors.

A few steps maybe we take as parents

1. Cutting back on technology

Put your damn phone down, turn off your TV, put up the game console, put aside your tablets, laptops, and computers.

Have a conversation, get outside, learn how to live without it so it isn’t a necessity.

2. Teach your child how to handle their emotion. How to problem solve…and if your having problems with it yourself, take the classes…watch old Mr.Rogers shows maybe a little Daniel Tiger.

3. Teach your child how to reach out and be kind to the lonely kid in the corner, and if they are the lonely kid in the corner..how to go make a friend .

4. Teach them how to be safe with and around a gun, YUP I said it.

5. Teach them how to earn what they have and be thankful for what they have. Big or small.

6. Teach them to love themselves the way they are and not how society expects them to be. To think on their own and stand on their own.

I’m obviously for having a gun if you haven’t gathered by now. I am a women who hunts to put food on the table and a person who believes I should have the right to protect myself.

But I am also for having a safer future for my daughter. These things are not what I want her to grow up seeing as the norm.

Maybe I’m crazy. But I was taught to stand for something, or you’ll fall for anything. And I stand for the right to bear arms. I stand for being an American.