DAY THREE. I try to write to the Smart Man's Grandma every week. She's 93, and doesn't get out much. There's not much we can do to help long distance (she lives in the Midwest), but I figure the least I can do is make sure she gets some Snail Mail every week to brighten her day.
I also send her post cards when I travel on business or pleasure. I'm not sure how exciting postcards are from Kansas City, Rochester or Detroit are, but I always make the effort.
Over the holiday, evidently Grandma was going on and on to the relatives about all the neat postcards and note cards she gets from me, and how lucky I am to travel so extensively.
Even though the majority of my business travel is a big pain in my ass, I'll take brightening the day of the Smart Man's Grandma as a good day's work.
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And this kind of thoughtfulness is one of the things that make you the awesome person you are.
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