Hi, it’s Christina –


We talked about worthy
causes for donations, and different things to do to actually make a difference
in someone’s life. In a nutshell, I told him it didn’t matter what I would do
with the money, if he ever had any, he would have to do with it what HE saw
fit. He’d need to find where his passion lies, and then follow his heart.
It was a fun game. He’s an
interesting person to chat with, and I enjoyed our hour’s long back and forth.
However, I guess because it’s the way my brain is wired, I couldn’t let go of
our game when we said goodnight. I even dreamed about it.
Obviously the first thing
I would do is pay off all my personal debt – my mortgage, outstanding medical
bills, my daughter’s college tuition loans, and reimburse the kids for any
college related expenses they paid for themselves. I would also put $25K into
accounts for each of my children, earmarked as “wedding fund”. If they don’t
use it by the time they’re 35, then they can use it however they see fit.
I’d get each of the girls a
reliable USED cars so I wouldn’t have to drive them around anymore or
they would have to borrow my van (new cars they will need to earn on their own,
this way they would appreciate it more). I would also trade in my minivan… well,
maybe not. It does come in handy for schlepping my daughter back and forth to
college.


I have always said, if I
ever had any money, I would pave our church’s parking lot. We have a large
stone lot, and in the less desirable weather, it can be a bit of a nuisance.
Granted, this is partially a selfish reason, but we do have quite a few older
parishioners, and walking on gravel, is not easy for them. Plus, when it snows,
it is difficult to plow a gravel lot. No matter how much snow you remove, there
will still be a layer there, and when it ices over, it becomes dangerous for
everyone. Because this is a well-known claim of mine, I’d have to figure out a
way to accomplish it without anyone knowing. Also, our choir robes are thirty plus
years old, and their color clashes horribly with everything else in the church –
but that’s a sore subject with our choir director, so I would have to give that
more thought.
I would anonymously pay
off loved one’s mortgages and other worrisome debts. Paramount to being able to
accomplish this, I would need to keep any windfall under wraps. That would also
mean I couldn’t do anything overly extravagant, or my cover would be blown.
During the dark of night, I would place bags of groceries at the back door to
our local food bank, so for one, our shelves would be stocked. I’d perform the
same covert operation at our local animal shelter, supplying them with food,
blankets and toys.
Then, because anonymity for
me would be essential – can’t have all the crazies come out of the woodwork
with their hands outstretched – I would probably get involved with a slew of
charities, then just add funds to the money I help raise. I also gave a lot of
thought as to how to offer scholarships and entertained training an elite black
op military group to go in and wipe out ISIS.

I hope you have a fabulous
day, and happy writing!
Your
Next Challenge is:
What
would you do if you came into a ridiculous amount of money?
You have ten minutes (be
honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t
count, and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.
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