Generrosity breeds blessings. Blessings becomes gifts. Gifts are meant to be shared.
Yearly, we celebrate Thanksgiving over food, stories, laughters, and prayers. We remember the previous year of glorious blessings. We ermember the people who mattered to us. At the end of every meal comes the hope for a better year to come.
Thanking is always connected to giving. It is an spiral interconnectivity. It defeates its meaning if the action of saying thanks stops in you. "Thank you" meant to be shared...so as other can say "thank you" too.
In my end, I am saying thanks by being generous with my time to my kids and wife. I am going to say thank by saying kind words.
For those who made my life better this year, Thank you for giving.
We are always fascinated by life's immanent power. There is always magic everyday the sun shines. However, we are too busy noticing those. We are so preoccupied on how to make a living that we fail to recognize what makes life. Fortunately we are blessed to have Zachary, Xandrei and recently Ylize (10.26.12). They showed us the philosophy of diapers, the power of similac, the intricacies of wipes and the uselessness of the pacifier.
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