Life in Mascara: The Fruits of Our Labor

Monday, September 7, 2015

The Fruits of Our Labor

I started working when I was 18. I did it because my $20 allowance didn't cover all the makeup I wanted (oh yes the obsession really started around age 5). I became used to the routine of school, work, and play. I looked for opportunities of growth and took new jobs as they came with financial increases. With it came independence and self reliance. With it also came work pride. My father taught me the value of a dollar and instilled in me the work ethic I abide by to this day. Being able to work is a blessing even though at times it may not feel like it. But it is what provides for human interaction, for helping with house expenses, and for getting me out of my blue pajama pants that I would gladly wear daily until the end of my days. I am proud to have a place to go to everyday and be a contributing member of society. Look around at what you have built and stand a little bit taller for all those long hours have paid. off. Happy Labor Day! 

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