Most people don't dream of conquering the world; they dream of having enough to make the people they love feel seen, held, and safe. They dream of being able to say, "Don't worry, I'll always be right here, " and mean it with all their heart. Enough to keep a home warm with laughter, to stock the kitchen with comfort snacks for a random late-night conversation, and to always have a spare blanket for someone who'd need it the most, on a cold winter morning. Enough to send you a surprise note when you feel like you're having a hard day, to show up with food when you're too overwhelmed to cook, and to quietly cover a bill so that your loved ones' can breathe a little easier. Enough love to spread without running out, and a presence so peaceful that'd turn our everyday moments into something beautiful. For me, being rich isn't about an abundance in things - it's about spreading kindness, in abundance.