I sat and counted my change today. Remembering the jar in my room, silver coins, I got it out and dumped it in the middle of my floor- $65.95
The jar is almost full. Then I will start another one and forget about the last.
It made me happy, sitting there picking at the change and feeling its weight in my hand; knowing I will never be completely broke; knowing I continue to save bits here and there, even when I can’t afford anything…
I also have a savings account. I will never take a cent out.
Not until I am buying a home.
Just mine. No one else.