A long time ago, before I was married, my friend Acidophilus told me, “You’ll never regret being more generous to your partner.” The deal with her relationship was that she had been the primary earner for a long time while he was starting something up, and she thought she’d been generous then, but she poked into his spending and asked about stuff and basically held the purse strings. It wasn’t their money she was earning, it was hers, and she was letting him spend it.
Flash forward a decade — a decade of her supporting, him way way under-earning, trying to build a business that maybe was gonna reap financial rewards maybe never was gonna. Well he sold the business, made a bunch of money, and she decided she was burnt out and switched careers to a way less lucrative one.
And she said, “I thought I’d been generous all that time but now it’s embarrassing to think of how I was, since he never asks me anything about what I spend, he actually tells me to treat myself better, and his attitude is that the money he has is completely our money.”
And so. Generosity beyond the comfort zone, for those we love and, perhaps, for the causes in which we believe. That’s the thought that’s up for me today and I thought I’d share it. I’m gonna keep going.