(Day 1) 29-Day Giving Challenge - A place for sharing.

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Why do you say you have a hard time making friends????

I have a hard time keeping them.
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No. I am calling that one day of giving. But I love the idea.

I am also thinking that I like the idea of building on giving. I might have a hard time doing some of it, but I thought I would post this anyway.

Somebody who has a bit more time than some of you might want to think about this.

First day make 29 things (like the rocks) Give one a day
Second day make a list of 28 people in your life - call or email one per day
Third day..... Write a nice note or a poem down on paper. Copy it and distribute at least one a day to friends, neighbors, co-workers or strangers.

Everything wouldn't have to be everyday. And every new thing done wouldn't have to be repeated. But those that could be might be fun to do and would get the idea in your head several times per day of how many opportunities to give, we miss.
 
Rainplace. You are fast becoming the very best friend I have ever had. So if you have a hard time making or keeping friends, I know it isn't you. Please know that the impact you make on people's lives may not always show itself to you through actions of friendship. But I have no doubt that you underestimate what a positive influence you truly are.
 
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I don't know what kicked my fanny but I've been sleeping all day and feel like crap. I lucked out and had the local charity going house to house looking for donations so I stumbled off the couch long enough to write a check. I totally feel like I cheated. I had so many plans for today. Hopefully tomorrow I can actually make it up... well I better since I have work.

Weavegarden... I'll grab that heart, I love it!

<takes the heart and puts it near her ear so she can hear it beat>
 
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Thanks for the mini-heart, weaveagarden!

Today I had a headache, and felt strange and disconnected. Maybe it's the eternally grey skies that never seem to clear up. Anyway, I plodded through the day the best I could and, this evening, I broke down and took some ibuprofen. Feeling less pain, now.

My gift today was a call. I phoned my mom to ask her how she's doing. She's a hypochondriac, so I listened to the latest, which is a challenge for me. While I listened, I silently tried to accept and forgive - knowing she is doing the best she can do, given her background. It helped to keep me focused. She's depressed, and I know she likes her kids to stay in touch with her. I hope the call lightened her heart a little. The forgiveness, the "accepting that she's doing the best she can", helped mine.
 
I phoned my favorite aunt whom I love dearly but don't talk to enough. We used to live a lot closer so I could visit her several times a year. Now I'm lucky if I get there once a year.
 

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