I was on the phone with my mom the other day who was visiting with her mom (my grandmother). My mom passed the phone to my grandmother so I could say hello and as I was speaking with her, she congratulated me on the birth of our baby boy. I said " thanks...but, I don't know how you did it nine times!" (my mom is one of nine: eight girls and one boy).
My grandmother didn't even pause before she said "well, it was one at a time."
Isn't the wisdom of our elders priceless? Just when you think life is too difficult and that things are too hard, along comes the wisdom of someone who just did things "one at a time."
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