Day 11 and 12 and then a special day 13 gift

I really must do better at blogging. It is amazing to me how fast and packed my days are so that a regular habit of sitting at my computer has not developed. If I am to be the writer I dream about, I think somehow I need to get into a daily practice. Oh, how I love to write.

My day 11 gift was donating through my red cross to Haiti. Haiti is suffering from an earthquake and with a quick text through a cellphone I have giving a gift that makes a differencce.

My Day 12 gift was a book that I took from my shelf for my co-worker Kristopher. I am a book lover and easily have 500 books in my large library. People often comment about my books in my library as it makes quite an impression. I do not have that many books for impression sake. I first got quite a donation from my lovely sister who on has been a reader all her life. On her way to law school and her move to her tiny apartment. I am also one to believe in no coincidences so if someone mentions a book to me--I put it on my list of books to buy. So it is not surprising that over the years I have more than one book. The book I gave to Kristopher was a duplicate--One small step can change your life. Interesting that I had two of them. It is a book that I have not read yet as many of books sit waiting for me to be still so I can read more.

My day 13 gift was finally this book, 29 Gifts, to Carrie. My friend in the community I serve that I see often. Carrie who has struggled with MS. I rush in to work to see her sitting there as today is her day to volunteer. Carrie, I ask, how are you feeling. She smiles a beautiful smile and shakes just a little which is common to those with MS and says just fine. I have something for you. I tell her this with such joy in my heart and I hand her the book. Carrie starts to cry as she did not know I would give her the book as I told her that I would just give her the name and author. I told her the premise of the book and how it gave Cami access to something new with her MS. I did not know what it would bring to you Carrie but please take this gift and please read it. Carrie promised she would and held the book in her hands that shook just a little. We then hugged and I felt blessed to know Carrie. We then talked a little more throughout the afternoon before Carrie went on her way. I learned that her husband, a military man in Afghanastan, wants to divorce her. Carrie said he was a butthole. I thought about Camie's own fear of her husband leaving. I sigh as life is as life is and it is coming at us every day. I take a deep breath as I know I have the courage to face whatever comes at me. Because I now know Cami and Carrie.