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#ThankfulActs Challenge: Take Notice of Quiet Service

It is often easy to notice when we are the recipient of service--although some times, we might not fully appreciate what is done in our behalf.  (We will talk about some of those times later in the month.) How often do we see the little acts of kindness that are quietly performed for others?

Today's challenge is to look around and see kindnesses done for others, and to take the time to thank the person.  Perhaps you will see a young mother very patiently talking to her child in the store. Perhaps you will notice a daughter taking her older mother to the doctor's office.  Whatever it is, take time to notice and express thanks.  

I love to hear how the challenges are going, but please be patient with me in responding to comments.  I'm going to schedule some posts to publish over the next couple of days, but my online time is going to be limited.  This grandma is going to have her grandchildren stay here for a few days.  We will have fun, and I am really hoping we will have sleep at nights.  Wish me luck!  :-)

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Thanks for the small things!

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  1. Thank you for watching your grandchildren and giving their parents confidence the children are in good hands.

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  2. I love this. Life is so much sweeter when we look for things to be thankful for.

    Great challenge.

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  3. Hope you've gotten that sleep! I do love these challenges and I will work on this one tomorrow.

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    1. Sleep is good. They actually didn't wake up in the night very much at all, thankfully.

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