When my husband was remodeling our Kitchen, I felt like there was nothing I could do to help. I tried to help with the drywall, but I ended up being a white gooey mess. I started to help with the flooring but he insisted that he didn’t need my “help”. I decided that it was the littlest things that helped. I was always ready with a glass of iced tea or a sandwich made just the way he likes. He appreciated that so much more than my “help”. I knew when we were in the painting stage and I walked in the kitchen to see a HUGE heart with I LOVE YOU! painted inside. It is the small things.
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