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Regalo o cosa que se da voluntariamente en señal de afecto.
Translation: A gift or thing that is voluntarily given as a sign of affection.

Countless….heat for my water, a stick on my fence, an ear for my words, a lock (or two or ten) for my door, a mower for my grass, a blower for the weeds, a brush for the paint on my walls, sealant for a leak, a charge for my battery, a battery ….the list just goes on and on….

But it isn’t about all the little things….it’s about all the little things put together.

Sometimes gifts arrive in unsuspecting packages. I’m not into gifts of the material kind, more importantly for me is the gift of self: trust, companionship, friendship, shared laughter….but a helping hand goes a long way.

A storied past, a colorful life….we all have our stories…stories muddied in violence, deceptions, love, hate…all forming little pieces of a puzzle that when put together create a big picture, a life story. I enjoy the intricacies of extracting the little nuggets of life that form each little piece….a short or long session where the truth of a soul comes out. Revelations made in turn, speaking over each other and filling in the blanks….rediscovering old forgotten memories, revisiting old memories and more importantly creating new memories.

I promised someone I would have a piece written for them born out of inspiration, in my head the story is still being written, still being pieced together….but a preface…well that I can start off with.

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let it snow~

The kids were up early this AM as normal, checked the news for school closings and yes, no school today, lots of closings throughout and the snow is still falling….even boy # 1 is off of work. So I sit here at my desk watching the white stuff falling on my neighbors red car and I wonder how long it’ll take him to come outside and brush it all off his car and take off for his one of many excursions he makes throughout the day. Boy # 1 has come to offer me breakfast but I am on my one cup of coffee for the day so breakfast is too early for me. It does smell good, the tortillas cooking, the eggs frying….

Shortly boy # 2 and I will go watch NCIS and whatever else may be on my DVR….I have a few episodes of JAG and maybe a movie or two. I also need a shower…and later I may bake a cake.

I also have a couple of emails to compose a phone call or two to make, for sure I have to call my auntie who has taken to sending me money on a regular basis. I am not cool with that as I know she works hard for the little bit of money she brings in. She knows my financial situation but we have been managing so far…so I have to figure out how to get her to stop without hurting her feelings….I am so not a gift person. For the record I hate gifts. Some more than others…there are the kinds of gifts where you end up feeling obligated to a person (this isn’t one of them) and then there are the kinds of gifts you know are only yours temporarily (I hate those)….I could go on and on about my aversion to gifts but I’ll save that for another time.

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