A good lesson from my mom. We were poor by any standard. Yet, my mom made do with what she had to work with. My school lunches were frequently eggs and onion, eggs and potatoes, or eggs and pepper sandwiches. Friday night’s dinner was always pasta fagioli (bean soup with small pasta shells). She made the cheapest foods seem fit for the wealthy. The lesson? I may not have all I want today, but I can make do with what I have. Thanks, Mom.
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