The Night I Learned That Money Can Not Buy Happiness

Alpine Landscape is an oil painting by German artist Julius Lange at 1866. It is considered that this painting might be based on sketches from 1856 or may date from a later trip to Switzerland. The painting basically shows a scene of mountains and a lake from a lakeside. Mountains and clouds in the sky are presented in the background. On the foot of the mountain is a lake surrounded by disorganized rocks and plants.

From a personal perspective, people do not have to have money to be happy, but some money is necessary in order to survive. Chris McCandless passed away in the Alaskan wild because he did not have the proper means of survival for those conditions. His family kept saying, “I just do not understand why he had to take those kind of chances” (Krakauer 132). His own family even hated him for believing the way he did. If he had money to go buy more food and some better supplies for his trip to Alaska, then there is a much higher chance that he would have survived.

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People come from all around the world to witness the beauty and uniqueness of the landform,

There are many national parks and monuments that can be explored on your next adventure. Picturesque views can be found close to home, on the coasts, or on the high plains and mountains of the west.

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Another chance to collect some money was my upcoming birthday. All my relatives came and gave me clothes and toys. I received $300 worth of money. Then asked my

Mountain meadows full of dark, green trees cover the valley. I picture to myself how many bears and deer are roaming in the trees as I take in the peaceful, diverse landscape. The sun is getting hotter now, like an oven, and a light cool breeze helps soothe me. People from all different countries crowd around and languages blend together. My dad has my sister and I take a photo in front of the view, awkwardly standing next to each other with the huge backpacks on our backs.

It was after my high school graduation and I was all set and ready to go to college after my entire family drowned me in graduation gifts and money. My father was nagging on me every single day to give out thank you notes to all those who were kind enough to give me presents as I went off to the University of Central Florida and live on my own which was two hours away from

That meaningful time when I put my own needs behind me and worked toward the greater good was for my school Club Friends of Fisher House. This club works with the local fisher house in Tampa, Florida, as a club, we use our time to volunteer and raise money and collect items for the Fisher House. The Fisher House is a place for the loved ones of veterans to stay for free while the veterans are receiving treatment in the VA hospital. This club is the only such high school club in the united states thus the road that is being pioneered is a new one for many. Our club allows for the use of student time to be used to gain money for the comfort items that keep the Fisher house feeling like home to the many families that stay there annually. Joining this club has allowed for me to see how the house works and meet some of the families that are helped by the Fisher House.

I come from a middle class background. My mother is a criminal defense attorney and my father is a neurosurgeon. I was fortunate enough to have parents who always provided everything that my siblings and I ever wanted or needed. However, my parents definitely put limitations on what all they would buy my siblings and I. For example, when I turned 16 I wanted a new car that cost around 30k. But, my parent’s thought that the car was too nice and too expensive for a 16-year-old girl to have. As a result, my parent’s ended up buying me a much cheaper car that only cost around 20k. Although I was annoyed that I couldn’t get the car that I wanted, I realized that I was lucky to have a car at all. I also feel fortunate that with the help of scholarships and my parent’s I’m able to pay for my college education. So, although I don’t come from a rich background I’m fortunate and thankful to not come from a poor background either.

We all have heard the phrase “money can’t buy you happiness.” That phrase is a lie because mostly everything in today’s society revolves around money. The things people like revolve around money too. What a coincidence? Let’s say a person is upset so they go buy their favorite ice cream because they know it will make them happy. That person had the money to invest in something that made them happy. Or on an even bigger let’s say someone has been fantasizing about a car and they finally get enough money to purchase their dream car. This person is likely to be very happy. If it was not for the money, they would not have gotten that dream car, so basically the money made them happy. The truth is money makes people happy.

It was a bone chilling January night; my mom received a call at about 11:15 PM, a call that changed my life forever. My Aunt June was on the other line. She was crying so hard my mother could barely understand her. Through the sobbing my mom finally understood that Brian, my cousin, had been in a horrible accident and she didn’t know how bad it was. My mother jumped out of the bed after she hung up the phone. She screamed up the stairs at my sister and me; it was a nerve shrilling scream. I could hear fear in her voice. My mom was always yelling at us growing up if we forgot to do something. She would even get us out of bed to finish something that wasn’t done completely. This particular

It wasn’t until the morning of Saturday, May 21, 2016 that I realized what the true feeling of unconditional love was. The moment a parent looks into his or her child’s eyes there is just so much love it’s unbelievable. People think they know what love is when they love a significant other, family member, or a close friend; however, that love is nothing compared to the love a parent experiences the day his or her child is born. That is the love I felt the moment I placed my beautiful baby boy on my chest.

I remember it like it was yesterday, the day that changed my life forever. On March 9th of 2011, my mom was diagnosed with skin cancer in her lung. The doctor gave her about six months to live and this is how it went.