iron stayed on all afternoon. She would say, « We iron on Fridays so we can rest on our day off. You can’t really rest if you sleep on a task you haven’t finished. »Nana knew that iron was not a tool of « work, » but a tool of love. She would say, « When I iron your grandfather’s shirts, I smooth his path for the week. It’s a prayer offered with your hands. »Key takeaway: it’s not exaggeration, it’s taking careSo, the next time your husband (or children) rolls their eyes at
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