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it’s funny how grace sometimes sneaks up around the edges
I was cleaning up shards of glass and sticky milk this morning
when Joe started strumming the guitar, Graham was playing legos, and Ava giggled at her newest book
nothing special, everyday life, and I was so overwhelmed by the grace in the moment

someone this week spoke encouragement to one of my kids, I swear these few words of affirmation made this child walk with confidence

someone else owned a mistake and righted a wrong

a stomach bug brought us down but in the midst, we had warmth, and food, and Sherlock on Netflix, oh my Sherlock, how did I miss his quirky goodness before?

all kinds of grace the swirl around the edges if we will just notice