It is more blessed to give that to receive. It really is. As a child, I focused on receiving more than giving. The days leading up to Christmas were filled with anticipation of what I would get. I remember the anticipation more clearly than I remember actually receiving.
The giving has remained in my memory, though, especially since my children and grandchildren came into our lives. I treasure the memories of their small faces lighting up on Christmas morning. It’s such a joy to know that what I made or bought and wrapped so carefully is exactly what they wanted or needed. I love seeing the look of surprise as a gift is opened—the look of a child knowing how much they are loved. Yes, I have been blessed by giving.
Since retiring from Northwest Airlines and moving to the Pacific Northwest, I have more time to devote to writing. My first novel, "Tales of Two Sisters" was published over a year ago. I have been writing poetry for a long time and am attempting to collate my poetry into a short book, with pictures. A sequel to "Tales of Two Sisters" should be getting closer to completion soon.
Gardening and tending the vineyard take a lot of time in the summer. Even though I love the outdoors, these activities do cut down on my writing. So I appreciate that wintertime allows me time to write. Writing, for me, is what brings things into focus and helps me to make sense of the things that life brings. It is a gift to me and I hope that it will be to you also.
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