Going off on a Tangent....

So recently something stirred up in me... I realized I am a very proud person. Maybe a little timid but proud. I don't show my pride at all really... but if you are looking for it - you will see it! Needless to say I am a working woman and that contributes a whole lot to my pride. Its not like I earn a whole lot to feel that way - but it is my hard earned money and with it I feel like I can buy the world for everyone! I truly can't.
Ever since I was a little girl I was taught the importance of money... and how hard people work for it. So the importance of respecting someone else's money was a highlight in my values! I don't really think so much about things I own - they are mine and I know I can't offend myself. But when it comes to things that someone else owns... I am extra-ultra-careful. Its just in by blood - it comes naturally.
I know and have met some people in my (still short) life who don't agree with that school of thought. A relation to them is what gives them the right to certain things. I might sound selfish - but - "what I have is mine - unless I give it to you and what you have is your's and I will not take it without your permission or assume you would want to give it to me unless you specifically say so". Does it make sense? Maybe it does - maybe it doesn't. Assumption is not what I live my life by.... I don't assume anything - even love. I need to know someone who loved me yesterday still loves me today - that is also their's to give... to who they please. I can (by my actions) prove myself worthy of it - but it is still not something I just assume.
The only love that is unconditional - is a mother and her child's. That is the only thing that comes with no strings and cannot fade away. Everything else - we have to work towards - be it money...fame... honor.. even love.
So that brings me back to my point earlier - can I assume that something that is not mine today will be mine - just because...? I don't see a reason why I should be able to make that assumption. If I don't fight or work for it - it never really is mine.

If life was handed to us on a silver platter... would we still be alive or just exist?