As 2017 peeks around the corner, the phrase that comes to
mind is “going, going, gone.” So, before
I rush to greet the New Year with hope and perhaps a pocketful of resolutions,
I’m going to spend these last two weeks of 2016 focusing on “giving.”
This is one time of year when giving comes into our hearts
and minds. We see signs and receptacles around our community encouraging us to
give – food, warm coats, toys. There are
always needs and each of us has something to give.
That is a lesson I learned from a very young age. Each of us has something to give. That
message came from my family of origin - one certainly not identified with
affluence or even extra money. My dad
did hard manual labor in a factory and his wages supported a family of six. We
grew most of the food we ate and my childhood fun revolved around trees, ponds
and fields of corn and soybeans. My mom sewed most of our clothes and the
library was the place that shared its books with me. Sometimes I look back at
my family’s economic realities and wonder how my parents did it.
One of the ways my mom and dad did it was to instill in my
three siblings and me a sense of “make do.”
This included eating what mom fixed – no special meals or foods were
prepared based on taste buds or individual preferences. It also included
hand-me-down clothes, shoes and toys. And although it wasn’t always what I preferred,
it helped instill a deep sense of appreciation and a strong value for sharing.
Another important thing my parents did despite their
financial challenges was to make sure our family gave to others in need. The only requirement was that our giving had
to be done anonymously. Some of my most special memories include the planning
and execution of our giving – making sure no one knew who it was who left
something at someone’s doorstep. It was the giving that was of value, not the
recognition of having done so. I am grateful to my parents for that message and
practice. They helped me see – no matter one’s circumstances, each of us has something
to give.
So especially now, let’s each stop and ask ourselves “what
can I give?” If money is tight (or not)
it’s always deeply meaningful to give the gift of time. We can read to a child,
drive someone to an appointment, shovel a walk, talk, sing, listen. We can give of ourselves and as a result, we’ll
make a difference in our community and our world. And yes, our own hearts will fill with joy as
well.
All of us at Neill Public Library thank each of you for the
gifts you continually give us. Your
patronage, your time as a volunteer, your warm smiles, sweet encounters, grand
conversations and so much more. We are
grateful for you and all your gifts.
Kathleen Ahern
Children's Librarian
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