When I was at my Grandparents this past week my Grampa did something that made a huge impression on me.
He warmed my coffee cup…every morning.
Oh, you might be thinking, just that? I was expecting something a little more profound!
It’s the little acts of thoughtfulness, consistently carried out, that make the deepest impressions on the heart.
As I wrapped my hands around my cup and felt the warmth, I thought of my Grampa.
How he could of just warmed his own…
…but he thought of me and decided to warm mine too.
Now as I remember my Grampa, the sweetest memory is a warm cup, waiting for me on the counter.
A cup of thoughtfulness goes a long, long way.
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