I'll never forget the time my mom hopped inside a dumpster - completely hopped inside - and came out with a pretty floral comforter for my bed. I remember crouching down in the seat of our car. Embarrassed that my mom would get in there with all the trash, rummaging in other people's garbage. Now as an adult, I think back to what my mom did to provide for us -- shopping the clearance racks, sewing our clothes or mending hand-me-downs or even going into a smelly dumpster. When I think of her standing in that filthy trash, proudly holding up her finds - a nearly new dress, an ice cream maker (still in the box), I can't help but feel full of pride. It's a reminder of the extent a mother is willing to go to take care of her kids.

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Question: How far are you willing to go to take care of your kids?

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