This year, I am admitting to you, I am feeling
overwhelmed. I don’t know if it is
because the days fall in sync with those days five years ago when the week of
excitement ended differently than we ever imagined. Or perhaps I am simply justifying my idleness
with my own excuses. The truth is I’ve
been chanting “I have no gift to bring…”
That’s right. I am unprepared for
December 22nd.
I once read a story
about a woman who had suffered recent hardship and felt like she was alone in
the world. One evening, she came home
from work and clicked the message retrieval button on her answering
machine. Someone had played piano music
to her recorder. She never found out who
it was, but she said that her spirits were instantly lifted. I am sorry I cannot give credit to the story
teller, but the story stayed with me.
I, however, cannot play the piano. I cannot play any instrument if you want to
know the truth.
I’ve mentioned it before—Heller was a master LEGO
builder. He could build pirate ships,
cars, and more. My favorite creations,
however, were his trophies. To receive a
trophy from Heller was something special—an easy kindness he could deliver that
I will never forget.
I am not a LEGO builder.
Lately, I have been receiving beautiful works of art from
Heller’s little brother, Nicholas. I am
quite impressed with his ability, but most of all, I am impressed with the
kindness he displays with each presentation.
“Mommy I made this for you,” is music to my ears, and it always brings a
smile.
I am no artist.
But, I do have a gift.
I simply have to search my soul and find a way to use my gift.
Join me and spread kindness like never before!
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