Random thoughts and song

When my daughter was about five, she had a dear girlfriend named Jill. They practically lived over each other's house.

Jill thought we were rich because Lauren had a telephone extension in her bedroom and, at our house, you could eat all the watermelon you wanted.

Lauren thought Jill and her family were rich because Jill had brothers and a sister and a swimming pool.

I don't know why my thoughts went down this road today.

The song that has been going through my mind lately also came out of nowhere. Most of my thoughts seem to come from out of nowhere. The latest song endlessly jingling through my mind is: "Hey, mambo, mambo Italiano." I didn't even know I knew the song!

And then my mind started thinking, if I were wealthy, what would I do with all the money. In this game I was playing, altruistic things were not included. It had to be only what I would do totally for myself. So here's what I think what I would do:

The first thing I would do is hire a detective to find my friend Wendy Paulus from so long ago. We were neighbors in Sacramento when Lauren was little. Wendy was a true friend.  Sometime after I left, I heard that she had left her husband and three children for another man. They left town. I never found out where Wendy was. I think I didn't try hard enough. Wendy was so wonderful to me, so kind, generous, and I feel so bad not to have really tried to find her when I might have succeeded.

I have another friend who was unbelievably good to me, and no one has been able to find out where she is. I want to tell her too how much she meant to me. Her name was Karen Baker-Shubin, and there was no better friend. She too saw me through some hard times. I would hire the detective to find her as well and give him big bonuses.

Both of these friends gave me more than I ever gave them.

What else I would do when I'm in the lap of luxury is to hire a whiz-bang assistant to help with Heavenletters, an assistant who would take care of online banking, finding links, making sure details are accurate AND delete spam before I could even see it.

And that's as far as my mind traveled.

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My dear Gloria, You are so unbelievable rich. You send so much wisdom and love round the world. You make others, you never even met face to face and who are living at the other side of the earth, happy and also loving you. What you give out you get back. The loving thoughts about your lost friends will reach them and they will feel happy without knowing why and is that not beautiful. You extreemly rich Lady, I Love You Jack

Beloved Jack, you are right. I am rich. I am rich with people like YOU. Love, Gloria

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