Grace was having my granddaughter and her husband came over to help me with my heavy duty cleaning chores, and the chores too high for me to reach--like cleaning vents and light fixtures.
Grace was the reassurance that I'm not getting as "senior" as I think I am, when my granddaughter couldn't clean the burner on my stove any better than I had been able to, and when her hubby was just as stumped by my logic puzzle as I was.
Grace was what suddenly opened my eyes to what I had missed all along, and enabled me to solve the puzzle everyone else had given up on, and I almost had too.
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