A few weeks ago a reader asked something to the effect of:
I understand frugal living to be where one chooses to save in one (or more)area in order to spend more in the area that they *really* want. I can see all of your savings from groceries and thrift shops, but do not see where you are benefitting.
I've been chewing on my answer ever since.
It is an honest question. It means that I'm doing a better job communicating the frugal details than expressing the joy of being a mother and wife.
Sometimes I downplay the richer parts of my life--I have so much, comparatively, it feels like bragging.
We live in a nice house in a safe neighborhood, with not 1 but 2 paid-for cars in the driveway. (Well, 2 when the Volvo runs!)
My husband works hard at a challenging career, using an education we paid for in cash. We have good health insurance.
We no longer worry about paying the unexpected bill. We owe nothing but a mortgage.
We visit relatives in sunny locations. We practice hospitality; we give.
My children have some of what they want and all of what they need.
And I can do it all without working for pay.
To the outside world, we may be rich only in time and creativity. Yet I'm almost ashamed to live such a life of luxury. Anyone else ever feel this way?