Since the Holiday Season is upon us, I thought I’d contemplate on what it means to me. I’ve always preferred to give than to receive. However, receiving is an awesome feeling to me only when it is unexpected; a complete surprise. But, then, I feel sort of guilty for receiving. I know I shouldn’t feel that way. It is everyone’s God-given right to give. If I have the right to give than so does everyone else.
So, then in contemplating the act of receiving, I realized that I am also giving. I am giving another human being a chance to do something unselfish (or at least I hope it is a selfless act). The act of giving compliments the act of receiving and vice versa.
I remember one year when I was a young girl, my siblings, parents and myself were all sitting in our living room handing out presents and unwrapping them. Well, everyone else was unwrapping gifts, but I was just watching them. I never even gave a glance at the pile of gifts sitting before me to unwrap until my Mom said: “Jill, you have presents to unwrap too!” I was so startled by the fact that I forgot I had my own pile of beautiful gifts. I was happier watching everyone else’s happiness and excitement. To this day I am more excited watching everyone else as they unwrap their surprises.
Now that I am much older I enjoy the ambiance of our home and family gatherings as much as the giving of gifts. In fact, the gathering of family in and of itself is a gift. A gift that I enjoy more than ever.
To all of you who enjoy the act of giving please remember to enjoy the act of receiving.
Have you ever pondered the past and wondered how you never knew that someone was interested in you? This happened to me very recently, and I can’t figure out how I never knew. Was it that I never noticed or that he wasn’t very clear about his intentions?
I’ll fill you in just a bit here. I am one of those people who keep in touch with about a third of my high school classmates on FaceBook. I keep in touch, somewhat sparingly, with some and much more often with others. So, without naming names, I’ll tell you that the little chat box popped up with a “free hug” meme from a guy I graduated with. This guy was someone I always liked in high school but never thought any more about our relationship passed the friendship stage. He was a football player. I was just a girl. Nothing special–just a girl who didn’t really fit into any specific group of kids. Continue reading “Things you never knew or simply never noticed.”
I’ve recently had a birthday. I turned 53 this past August 27. I am one of those people who love to celebrate my birthday no matter what my age is. However, I have many friends, male and female, who do not enjoy “being reminded” of their age. I want you to think about that for a moment. Why is it that some of us take so much pleasure in celebrating our birthdays while others dread the very week that their birthday appears? Continue reading “Celebrating Life not Age”
It’s been a dark and dreary road that she has traveled for so long that she can hardly remember what it is like to see the road ahead in perfect clarity. She is always clearing the obstacles in her path and realizes how slow her progress has been. There was a time when she happily skipped along a light and smooth path that brought her daily joy. She thinks back on those days. So carefree and it was the best time of her life. But the decades change, and with that change, dark clouds appear and bring strong storms. A flooding of obstacles and locked doors are around every corner of her life. She finally stops to rest and takes out the map of her life’s journey. She stares at the blank white sections of the map. What is supposed to be there? The time has come that she knows will eventually add more roads and paths to her map. She knows it will be a forever changing map. And even though the blank sections scare her she knows that she will not have to discover the changes alone. Continue reading “A Map Unfinished”