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Giving to Others is Giving to Yourself
“No one has ever become poor by giving.” ―Anne Frank
I’ve never been left disappointed after I’ve given a part of myself. I realize that that energy is never wasted.
It might be returned to me in the same way I sent it. It might be returned in a way I would never expect, but it always returns somehow.
Seems to me that whenever the season of giving rolls around, everyone remembers this. It’s like Thanksgiving; people remember to be grateful but they usually complain about what’s missing.
I’ve been like this when it comes to giving, but as the new year approaches, I’ve decided to give of myself more.
As a kid, I always wondered how it could possibly be better to give than to get. Logically, it didn’t make sense. But some things cannot be understood by the mind.
I saw it when I looked at my parents’ expressions on Christmas morning when they saw me happy with my gift. I saw it when I played my mother a song she loved on the piano just for her. I see it whenever I remind someone of the greatness they forgot they had.
But the desire to give really kicked in this year, which is ironic because this was the first Christmas I was by myself.
