A beautiful story just meant to be shared.
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A frail old widower, lived with his son, his daughter-in-law, and his four-year-old grandson. His eyes were blurry, his hands trembled, and his step faltered.
The family would eat together at the dinner table. But the elderly person’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult for him. Food fell off his spoon, dropping on the floor. When he grasped his glass the milk often spilled on the tablecloth and his lap.
The son and the daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess he created.
“We must do something about my father,” said the son.
“I have had enough of his spilling food and milk on the table and the floor,” the daughter-in-law said.
So, the couple set a small table at the corner of the dining room. There the old man ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner…
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What a great story. 🙂
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