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Crowdfunding – For Everyone?

Ever heard of GoFundMe? It’s probably the most well-known means of raising funds today, via Crowdfunding. They’re everywhere!

Crowdfunding is a means of enlisting, organizing, and gathering donations – to help a family replace a burned down house, say, or to help Fido get a new leg, maybe enable Suzy Sidewinder to publish her first book, or even help poor Cloe Bodacious pay her Uber bill – what?

In my case, it was to help a friend and her husband avoid homelessness. I was able to raise a small amount to help them relocate and re-establish themselves until her social security came through (and didn’t we all breathe a sigh of relief when it did!).

Here’s how it works:

According to GoFundMe, “In 2008 Brad Damphousse wanted to save up for a vacation. Frustrated that savings accounts were so difficult to open online, he decided that a web-based ‘social’ savings account – one that allowed others to make deposits – would be more fun. That idea sparked the journey that would eventually result in one of the world’s most successful crowdfunding platforms.”

Here it is 2015 and GoFundMe has raised a purported 1.1 Billion dollars for people in need. It’s a great opportunity! But what has happened to selling cookies and candy bars, working overtime, and having fellow employees hand over their earned sick time?

And are the great gobs of cash that are raised appropriate? Has it changed our idea of being self-sufficient by becoming our first option for fundraising?

There are at least three “GoFundMe” type advertisements in my Facebook feed almost every day, and they are not always generated by my friends list. GoFundMe is even sending me email to advertise how much this charity or that person has raised through their service. Do they want me to go again?

It’s also not always appropriate. According to Caroline Moss of the Business Insider, one woman who drank too much and ran up an obnoxious Uber cab fare decided to crowdfund to help herself pay her rent. Kinda not the way it was intended, lady. I really think that there can be too much of a good thing. My friend desperately needed the help and there was none forthcoming. A friend’s daughter with cerebral palsy needed a bathing system in order to live independently. and they could not fund it on their own. These are clear cut cases of need.

Is that the case with everyone who uses GoFundMe? I just have to wonder. I’m finding personally that this market is pretty saturated. I already get that feeling that “I gave at the office,” like everybody has their hand out. It’s an idea whose time had come, certainly, but perhaps there are harder, more personal, and more rewarding ways to raise money that could be tried, or at least considered, before crowdfunding.

Now where did I leave my cab fare?

QUESTION: Closure through a dream

Have you ever had a dream which has given you closure in your life?

I am planning on writing about this later today in regard to losing my father. After reading kelzbelzphotography‘s blog entry I was inspired.

But I am curious about your answers, too. Have you had closure through a dream that resolved or began a resolution regarding a pressing issue? Esplain, Lucy.

Congrats to me, the Very Inspiring Blogger Award!

Thank you so much Stephieopolis and Elephant in the Room for nominating me for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award!

As with awards, The “VERY INSPIRING BLOGGER AWARD” comes with rules:

  1. Display the award on your blog.
  2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
  3. State 7 things about yourself.
  4. Nominate 15 bloggers, link to them, and notify them about their nominations.

It’s very encouraging to be nominated because I have only been blogging for a short time! I am not familiar with the fancy widgets and things but my main objective is being met – I want to inspire, first of all, but also to make people laugh and find something here that they haven’t elsewhere. So thank you so much for the nominations!

Seven things about myself:

1. I wanted to be a ballerina when I grew up.

2. I got sober in 1985, and identified myself as an alcoholic, after I had drank for only 10 years.

3. I should have taken a hint when I got my first my-very-own dog and named him Tequila.

4. I am the middle child of ten.

5. I used to ski at Sugarloaf almost every weekend and school vacation, and had a camp up there. We had a boat and two cars, and several kids at home, but I thought we were poor!

6. I was educated on what poor was when my son was born and my husband and I were on welfare and living in a condemned building!

7. But that is not poverty.

There are many more facts about myself but I hope to cover them in my blog posts another time!

I would like to nominate the following:

Chris Brake Show Podcast

Mamamaitri

Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times

But I Smile Anyway …

KnightHearth

Tribalmystic

Depression Darling

kelzbelzphotography

Dances With Fat

Lazarus and Lithium

innerdragon

Life Lessons, Cats and Clothes

indigo stones

Not Your Role Model

The River Walk

Hap … Well, it’s (almost) Valentine’s Day. That’s all I have to say about that …

Well, not really. I can say more. Like …

I once had a boyfriend who told me, never get married on Valentine’s Day. He’d done it, and now he was a single parent for whom Valentine’s day would always be a bitter pill to swallow.

Now in hindsight, why would he tell someone he supposedly loved not to get married on Valentine’s Day, which leads one to believe he did not plan on being part of that marriage? Yeah, I’m not the smartest tulip on the turnip truck…

But also, he was right.

Valentine’s Day for me has always had some bitterness for me, because I ignored the now ex-boyfriend’s advice, and got married anyway. Twice. To the same person.

Now I can understand the first time. Dewey-eyed and romantic, in a hurry for life to begin, pregnant…

The second time, thinking that the major problems we had the first time – his active alcoholism – my active depression – were no longer a consideration.

Unfortunately the main problem was not fixed. We were still the same people.

And that’s all I have to say about that.

(Restrains self, barely)