Cow for sale

Two sisters lived next to each other. They both lived on farm. One sister bought a cow. Of course, they shared the milk. The sister, who owned the cow, experienced a financial hardship with her family. Her sister, who didn’t own the cow offered to buy the cow for $500. The cow stayed in the same place and they both shared the milk. Later, the sister who now owned the cow, needed help. The other sister decided to buy “her” cow back. This practice went on for years as they took turns giving to each other when they needed help.

Life seems to be that way for everyone. Sometimes you buy the cow, and sometimes you need to sell it. I have never wanted to be the one to sell my cow. The blessings of hardship are the many friends and family always willing to buy your cow. This experience has happened with me a lot. I can remember the years of surplus; when I was single and always had extra money. I was so thrifty I always seemed to be in a position to help someone else. I’ve bought a lot cows.

Unless you’re a socialist, you can’t possibly want a handout or someone else to take care of you. I’ve been very blessed to have people reach out to me and help. Someone gave me $40 bucks for gas yesterday; someone that previously I have loaned money to and helped them buy groceries when they didn’t have a dime. My pride didn’t want to take it, but my wallet was starving.

My best friend, whom I know would not like to be mentioned, has been buying so many cows lately she’s going to have a herd soon. There was an advertisement on television for a “cash giveaway.” My little son, Lane, who always seems to be so acutely aware of my financial circumstances it breaks my heart, said one day, “Mom, I really hope you get a cash giveaway.” Not much later, my friend had sent me a check. She wanted to buy a cow. It was for $200. I told Lane, “Hey, guess what buddy? We won the cash giveaway!” He was so thrilled and so happy for me just because he had wished it. The money bought much needed things for the kids.

I used to be the cow buyer. It’s hard to have to sell your cows. But I’ve realized that sometimes we are up and sometimes we are down. Without people around who love you and care for you, you’d be in a real bind sometimes. Whether it is karma or just kindness, I think it’s always good to give. I’ve had my turn giving and lately seem to be taking. I’m taking it in stride and overwhelming thankful but trying to buy back my cows. If you’ve got the money or the means, go buy a cow; there’s always someone that really needs to sell one.