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neurontin 300 mg cap “My happiness is derived from my experiences, from my relationships, from my health—not from my income.” – Joshua Fields Millburn


We’ve all heard the old adage “Money can’t buy happiness”. I’m sure we’ve all seen truth to this adage, in one form or another, at some point in our lives.

I know I’ve seen the truth to it, at least twice, in my own life.

Within the last three years, my husband and I were earning a combined six figure income, on two separate occasions—once, in 2011, when my husband managed a resort and I was working for an online marketing firm, and again, in 2013, when I took over operations at my husband’s resort so he could take a better management position with another company.

In both instances, we liked our jobs, enjoyed the people we worked with, and well, let’s face it, the money was good.

And in both instances, we gave up those six figure incomes.

Now I know what you’re probably thinking: “Why give it up? And then go back to it? And then give it up a second time?” Trust me, I understand the confusion. We felt the same confusion in both cases. For days, even weeks, we kept going back and forth with our decision, wondering if we were making the right choice for our family.

But you know what? We don’t regret it for a second.

Because here’s the thing: money is a sneaky little bitch. It weasels its way into your life, knowing damn good and well you need it to survive.

Then once it has your attention, it lures you in with its seductive dance—batting its eyelashes and swaying its hips, it puts you into a hypnotic trance, convincing you that the more you have of it, the better off you’ll be.

Society isn’t much help either.

In fact, society is money’s disc jockey, playing the soundtrack for money’s seductive moves.

They conspire together, persuading us in the form of magazine ads, TV commercials, and billboards, drilling the idea into our heads that, in order to fit in, we need that new house, or that new car, or that new “as seen on TV” contraption that most certainly will sit in the back of your cupboard for all of eternity.

And guess what? We fell for that song and dance. Twice.

It turns out though, there was a trade off. The trade off was long hours, lots of business trips, and time spent away from the family.

And what, exactly, did we lose in the trade?

We lost Sunday fun days, family dinnertime and goodnight kisses.

We lost countless opportunities to cheer on our children for their accomplishments—things like making the honor roll, kicking the winning goal in their soccer game, and moving up to yellow belt in karate.

We lost little moments, moments we take for granted on a daily basis—a hug, a smile, an “I love you mom”.

We lost so much—too much—of our time, our freedom, our happiness.

And for what? For a few (ok, many) extra bucks?

I mean sure, the extra money was nice but we certainly don’t need it. And sure, we have to budget and plan ahead, but I’d take that any day of the week and twice on Sunday before I give up another second of my time—most importantly, my family time—unnecessarily.

And let’s face it, life isn’t run on a stopwatch. We can’t press stop, pause, or rewind. Our time is our most precious commodity—a non-renewable resource.  And unlike money, which can be made and remade at any point at any time, once your time is gone, you can never get it back.


    1. candice

      Fran, you touch the very core of my being. That is quite profound! I am so proud of you. I believe you are helping all of us with sharing your experience. I love you so much.


      1. Fstoyer Post author

        Candice, your words are too kind. 🙂 Thank you so much for your continued support! Love you too! 🙂 xoxo


  1. Beth Aronson

    Again, great writing and so true are your words!!!
    I love what you say!!!
    Can’t wait for the next post!!! 😉


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