A Gift Worth Giving

"When I give, I give myself." - Walt Whitman

I find that I do that too often. I give, give, give until there's nothing else left to give, until I break. I break into a million pieces and all I have to show for is those pieces that are left on the ground, scattered for all to stomp on. I'll continue to be that way though. I'd rather be too kind than cruel. Unfortunately, there are some things one must do in order to avoid being something they're not. I don't want to be some bitter person always afraid to trust and always afraid of what people will do to them. I still want to have that attitude that sees the good in people, no matter what their life has given them the moment I've met them. I want to wake up and know I've done nothing wrong to anybody and that I tried. I tried daily to be my best and my best is always good enough for me. It should also be good enough for whomever I've touched that day. I know we have the ability to touch lives for good or bad and I seriously hope my giving nature can give nothing but good things. I strive to be that for someone. I strive to give a stranger an uplifting simple smile that they weren't expecting. In return, I hope the simple things like a child's laughter can make me smile and feel humble to the beauty there is in something that simple. It is the small, simple things in life that can make the difference and that is what I pay attention to.

Just a few thoughts I've had this morning. Not sure why the mood change, but there it is. I'm hopeful my heart has an overabundance of love to give, so much that even when I'm in a bad mood it will shine through. I still try to keep an open mind and an optimistic heart even when I don't want to. I am human after all.