Gifts
By Janet Berliner
My best student sent me a holiday card and added the words, “Writing is hard.”
I wrote back, “Who promised easy?”
Then I thought about it. A lot.
Writing is hard. Being published is almost impossible. Making a living out of words is about as close as you can get to a fool’s dream. So, why try?
In 1936, the great Oscar Hammerstein II wrote: “Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly, I gotta love one man till I die.” Somehow I’m sure he won’t roll over in his grave if I paraphrase as follows, “I gotta love those tales till I die,” because either way it’s about love.
And so we write–in closets, in journals, for hire and on spec. Okay you say. What’s new about that? What’s new, I think, is that we forget what we could be doing –what most of the world does–working 9 to 5 in a job we detest while praying there won’t be cutbacks.
I’m saying that, in doing what we passionately love, we’ve been given a gift that truly keeps on giving, and too often we forget how damn lucky we are.
Which too-lengthy sentence provides me with a segue for the other thing I want to talk about: The season of gifting.
Realizing, as most of have, that we spend a lot of money at this time of year, not only on presents, but on cards and wrapping, I long ago changed paths. Children and best friends still get gifts from me, but overall I send contributions to Childreach – Plan International, a children’s charity I’ve supported for many years. The money goes directly to the children and the villages in the country of my choice. I have two African foster children whom I’ve supported monthly for fifteen years. Their letters, photos, and growth have given me far more than I gave them. For $22 a month, I help provide meds and schooling, mosquito nets and toilets.
At Christmas and other gift-giving times, I send $10 donations for mosquito netting. $10 protects one family from malaria, the biggest killer along with AIDS. Childreach sends a (pretty) card to the person whose name was put on the donation, and I have a triple winner: I feel good, Childreach can provide more help, the recipient feels good.
My daughter has adopted two glorious Chinese daughters, so I do the same with Half The Sky. That’s what she wants for birthdays and anniversaries.
Think about it.
I hope you had a happy holiday and that the New Year brings you and yours good health and productivity.
The merriest of holidays, Beautiful Gypsy. You make the year – especially this last one – liveable by being in it.
The Believer
Yea, verily, the cure for everything is turning outward. Don’t give until it hurts, give until it stops hurting…
Thanks, Janet.
– Sully
Thank you, Believer. Yeah, verily, Sully. That’s how it all began for me.
I was hurt to the depths of my soul and decided that adopting a child would be the only possible salve. –J.
Hey, Janet, what a wonderful way to give. Only you…
Frank
Janet,
Beautiful sentiments from a beautiful heart.
RCJ
Thanks Frank, RCJ. It’s a feel-good thing. –J.
Nothing makes one appreciate “having” more than sharing…that’s for certain. Another one to keep us thinking, Janet…thanks.
Dave
Dave: I remind myself that one pizza = one family mosquito net. That makes it easy. –J.
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