The Giver ...

I am a giver.  I don't know why I am that way, but I am.  Giving makes me feel good.  I can't even look at something I like without wondering "who could benefit from that"?  I'm quite sure I inherited that quality from my Grandmother. You couldn't be in her house for five minutes without her offering you something to eat.  When you left, she would send you with a parting gift of sorts, usually a box of oatmeal cream pies or a bag of Cheetos ;-)  I sure do miss that lady.  She was the epitome of class.  Now, when the kids come by to visit, I catch myself offering things to them in the same manner.  I've really won the lottery being in a relationship with someone who is a giver just like me.  It's not easy giving to a giver without them wanting to give back ;-) (That's almost a tongue twister ;-)  It sure is a welcomed change though, being with someone who "gets it".  I am truly blessed!