Neither can it buy my love. I’d like to start of with a little story.

A gentlemen and lady meet fancy ball. Both are exquisitely dressed. They dance and share hors d’oeuvres and cocktails. At the end of the evening the gentleman ask the lady if she would come to his bed and lay with him for $1 million. The lady blushes and says of course I will. The gentlemen then asks if she would come to his bed and lay with him for $100,000, and quizzically she looks at him and again says yes, dear, of course. He asks the same question a third time with the offer of just $1000. She looks at him disgusted and says “what kind of lady do you think I am?” He retorts, we have already established what kind of lady you are, I am now just haggling the price.

Love of money is the root of all evil. The lady in the story was more interested in the love of money than in love itself

We have a little saying here, if you want to find the source of the evil, follow the money. The money will lead you to the source of the evil. The gentleman only wanted her favors, not here love and was bargaining for it.

There are so many things we will do for money. It is as if money can buy happiness. Again circling back to the story, did the lady truly think that she would find happiness in the bed of a man purely because he was wealthy? Sadly many of us think that is the case.

Happiness is found in relationships of the heart. My fondest memories come from the memories of family gatherings, Christmas Celebrations, Birth of children. Graduation from high school and college, and the people that took part in each of those events. I can barely remember the gifts I received at any event. But I can remember the people and the joy, or bitterness (in the case of funerals, etc.,) of events. Not one dollar was spent on the most joyous memories I have.

That is not to say that spending money cannot make one happy. I spend money here to write letters to ladies and share pictures and videos. And in accordance with spending that money, I have met a lady and I am truly happy. Particularly happy that she and I will share many memories in the future. Did I have to buy her things to prove my love. No. I did not. But I did give her gifts. Yes I did. And those gifts are from the depths of love. Of course gifts must be purchased. But here is the distinction: the gifts were purchased to honor, and to show love. Not a barter for love or favors.
{As an aside, that is why I have come to dislike modern Christmas. It has become more about exchanging of gifts, quid pro quo, than about truly giving.}

So would I marry someone for $1.5 million dollars. Not for the money, no. But if I was in love, yes, the money would be a nice gift.

As the Beatles said, Money can’t buy me love.