In my ebook The Improbable Millionaire, I talk about growing up poor. Oh my gosh, how lucky was I! Although my home was troubled and money was tight or nonexistence most of the time, we had so much more than many of my wealthier friends and neighbors. It’s not what we have that brings us abundance, but how we feel about what we have.
I can remember a Christmas when I was about seven years old. My grandmother gave me a skirt that she had bought for me when she visited New York City. Black with red and yellow and green stars on it, it had a wide hem and when I twirled around, it would swing with me. I loved that skirt and probably wore it to school two or three times a week all the way through elementary school. When I finally out grew it and couldn’t wear it as a regular skirt any more, I used to dress up in it on Halloween or when I went roller skating. I don’t know what eventually happened to it, but that one gift and how I felt about it stills lingers in my mind today.