My grandmothers were both givers. They gave money, time, food. They gave canned goods, crocheted doilies & handmade Christmas ornaments. They gave plants, flowers, and instructions on how to care for them. They gave sewing lessons (which I would kill to have again!), life lessons, hello hugs and goodnight kisses. They gave mason jars for catching tadpoles in the pond and roly poly bugs in the azalea bushes. They gave walks to the library and Saturday morning trips to yard sales. They gave happiness, laughter, joy and memories without even realizing it. They gave love.
Neither one was wealthy...not according to the world's definition at least. But what they had, they gave. And that made both of them, and the recipients of their giving, rich beyond measure.
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