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I was blessed enough to live next door to my Great Grandmother when I was teen. I remember one story that she told that guides me though my days.
During one of my visits while eating fresh baked banana bread, my Grandma shared how for years she marveled that her house never had cobwebs. Through the years as she raised her family and saw them off into the world, she attributed it to her homemaking skills and keeping a tidy house.
A few months after my great grandfather died she noticed cobwebs in a corner one morning. As she got the broom and went the around the house she realized during all her years of marriage her husband had been quietly sweeping away the cobwebs when she wasn't around.
It was a small gesture, but it made her realize all the invisible ways we touch each other throughout the day and don't even realize it.
Those tiny bits of grace tucked into each day as you take care of your family mean more than you know.
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