My life

I wish my life was easier to live. There is a struggle for surviving every day. And I live in Norway. Many believes that the norwegian people are rich and live a good life, but its not so at all. We struggle with energy crisis and superexpensive food. We pay taxes on every item in the foodstore and its 25%. We pay fees on new cars that amount to almost the same as the prize on the car. We live in barracks mounted together to make 8 apartments wich we pay very much for living there. We can not afford sodapops or any other candy. We can not afford to take care of our elders. We stash them in nursinghomes and they do everything they can to kill them there so there is always available beds at any given time. I live below the povertyline. I am poor……for money.

But I am rich inside with knowledge, feelings and abilitys that makes me so much more human. I am able to see it from both sides. I can reason and think. I can cry when emotions come. I can comfort when others need it. I can listen when others talk and I meet them halfway. I can carry my burden because my back is big and I don’t bother anyone with it. It’s mine to own. I love my spouse and we enjoy eachother every day. I tell her every nigth that i love her of all my heart before we sleep and every morning we wake up. I do things to inrich my life every day with a proud attitude. I give my neighbours flowers from my garden because I can. All this makes me a much richer person than what money makes you. Thats my way of living and this makes my life.