Share one of the best gifts you’ve ever received.
One river gives its journey to the next
We give because someone gave to us.
We give because nobody gave to us.
We give because giving has changed us.
We give because giving could have changed us.
We have been better for it,
We have been wounded by it—
Giving has many faces: It is loud and quiet,
Big, though small, diamond in wood-nails.
Its story is old, the plot worn and the pages too,
But we read this book, anyway, over and again:
Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand,
Mine to yours, yours to mine.
You gave me blue and I gave you yellow.
Together we are simple green. You gave me
What you did not have, and I gave you
What I had to give—together, we made
Something greater from the difference.
Alberto Rios (1952 ~ )

Good morning. Great words for today. Thank you.
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You are very welcome, young lady 😊
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And the compliment
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This is beautiful. It is true, we can be wounded by the giving too.
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Hi Joey, lovely post xxx
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Mae!!! Sooo good to see you there. How are you? …and thanks x
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Beautiful and thought provoking. Thank you.
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Thank you Lakshmi x
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