I grew up in a very small poor town. I had a happy childhood and didn't know how poor we were.
However, I learned from the behavior of my parents and others around me that dreaming meant dreaming of things that were never attainable so why bother.
With the hopes of having more than a little bit of money from the revaluation of the dinar I started dreaming of things that I wanted that really could be obtained.
As time passed and the RV never happened I found that these were things were things I really wanted such as setting up a scholarship fund for art students in my dad's name.
I decided to take matters into my own hands and started taking classes to learn how to trade options in the stock market. It's been a year now and I've got a pretty good handle on it. I'm making money but not enough to support my kids....yet. I will eventually because I have dreams, real dreams, and I'm going to get there. Ü
Another area that has greatly changed in my life is my relationship with my older brother. He is only five years older than me but is from my mom's first marriage. I've always idolized him but he has never felt a part of our family. When he learned about the dinar he felt the need to share it with my two other siblings and me. We talked a lot about the possibilities of the revaluation and our future. We talked about how we could help our children and how we could help others with the money. We found we had a lot in common. He is now my trading partner and we talk almost daily.
The dinar may never revalue and I think I'm okay with that. Don't get me wrong, I hope it does and soon, but if it doesn't my life has been so richly blessed already that it will just be icing on the cake.
I'm not one to share my thoughts very often but I wanted to let someone know how much I have benefited from just being made aware of the dinar.