After devoting 50 years of service to her church, my grandmother was left with nothing when she needed support—and her will delivered the perfect comeb
Yet, in a place where the loudest voices often dominated, Eleanor’s quiet contributions faded into the background. Her efforts were so deeply woven into the fabric of the church that no one stopped to ask, “What do you need, Eleanor?” She had become the embodiment of silent sacrifice, always offering a helping hand or a…