Growing up, I did not like vegetables. I was the child who frustrated her parents by dawdling at meal time. I had a lot of stories to tell but not much interest in the food on my plate.
Somehow I survived. And every time I roast up a pan of veggies or fill my plate with more greens than carbs, I wonder if mom is watching from heaven and thinking, finally! And I am thankful for daughters who have helped me learn how to properly prepare the lovely veggies.