Sometimes I wish I was a millionaire. Not so I can have everything I want, but so I can help others. I enjoy giving money to those who needed, but often times I don't have much, or I have none at all. This reminds me of a story my mother tells me all the time (and that I remember vaguely). It happened when I was about 6 or 7. We were living in a neighborhood that wasn't very friendly towards others. One day this couple and their child (he couldn't have been more than 3 or 4) came and were walking from door to door telling the residents they had nothing to eat and would they please find it in their hearts to give a little something, even if it's only to their child. My mother watched from her door as each person slammed the door in their faces, yelled at them to get off their porch, said they had nothing to give (as they stuffed their face with a sandwich) ect, ect... When they got to our door, mom was ready for them. She gave them 2 loaves of bread, several can goods (and a can opener) bottled water, some non perishable snacks for their little boy, cookies and several other items, things she had no money to replace. You should have seen the smiles on their faces! That's one part I remember well. We were the last house there was, and the only ones that gave. They were so happy. Our neighbors were shocked and my mom was ridiculed, but it didn't phase her. It was the right thing to do. I often wonder what happened to them. If more people were like my mother, and you, this world would be so much better. It saddens me when people who are fully able to help, don't. To me it just doesn't make sense, and I'm thankful for people like you.