At the table one afternoon, a little girl softly said, “Sometimes I drop my spoo…
At the table one afternoon, a little girl softly said, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.” Her grandfather smiled and replied, “It happens to me too.” Such a simple exchange — yet it holds so much. A child’s honesty, a grandfather’s empathy, and a quiet truth about being human: we all “drop spoons” sometimes. What matters […]








