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BEING POOR ![]() When I got older my Mama told me how she would sew my clothes. She would get a pair of GLORIA VANDERBELT jeans given to her in a size I couldn't wear, and she'd sew that tag on so perfect that no one knew the difference. When my little girl and I started life on our own after my divorce I made sure that I put back every spare penny so that on Friday we could go out to Burger king to eat. It wasn't an expensive thing to do because I only shared her fries and drink, but it created a bond for us that made wonderful memories. I then learned that you may be POOR in the comparison of others around you...But those precious moments of time we shared made us RICH indeed. My little girl never had big tv's or gameboys, or new fangles devices, but what she did have was a Mama that loved her with all of her heart and she learned early that sometimes it's the simple things in life...that make us rich, not what we can show off to others. Now I would be lying if I said I would not like to be rich, I think about how different our lives would be, but I am thankful for the life God has given us so far. ![]() |
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