My happy and bountiful life.

I wonder. If there’s such a thing as having too much. Money, for instance. I have no desire to be monetarily rich. Oh, I want enough to get by. To live on. Comfortably. Don’t want to be impoverished.  Or homeless. Not knowing where my next meal will come from. To tell the truth. I’m probably too well off. I have too much stuff. Too many clothes. Too many household items. Too much food. Too many privileges. Too many books. Too many friends. Too much time on my hands. Yes, I’m spoiled. Even though I ain’t rich. Thing is. I have far more than what’s  necessary for my basic needs. I could make many material sacrifices. And still have enough for a happy and bountiful life. --Jim Broede