- Posted December 10, 2013 by
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The Season Of Giving/The Season Of Enlightenment
As everyone is gearing up for the most festive time of the year, I wanted to share a brand new personal perspective on the "season of giving".
At this time of year we all hear the pleas from charitable organizations (mostly non-profits) to donate. Donate anything. Toys, clothes, money, food, etc. For the most part, I have selfishly ignored these pleas over the years and I am sure some of you have as well.
There is an old saying that says something about "you never know what a person is going through..." and that resonates so loudly with me this year; because, this year it is me.
This year I will be depending on these organizations for food and hopefully assistance to pay the electric bill, rent, and medication co-pays. The very same organizations that I selfishly ignored all those years when I was more than able to help.
Color me ENLIGHTENED, Santa.
Due to a series of events since losing my job in mid-October, the money that was set aside to hold me over has had to be spent, as required by Medicaid, to pay for Kathleen's nursing home care. It all seemed to happen so fast and before I knew it we were virtually left with nothing and all the monthly bills due and other debts that are unable to be paid right now.
Kathleen will meet her 100 day Medicare maximum tomorrow; therefore, I am forced to bring her home on Thursday. Good or bad, right or wrong...the 2 of us will get through this like warriors. You should know, Kathleen is the strength of this operation. We take care of each other in different ways, I suppose.
So during this "Season Of Giving" I am asking each of you to consider giving to any of these organizations, if you can. You never know who you know that may benefit from your gift. I know I'll never walk past a Salvation Army kettle again without giving what I can, no matter how annoying the bell ringing is.
I am going to humbly embrace this enlightenment and consider it my very own Christmas gift. A gift I won't regift. A gift that will last me the rest of my life. No assembly or batteries required.
Peace and Love my friends.
Note: This was originally posted on Facebook to friends. For reference purposes, Kathleen is my 66 year old sister who is disabled. I have cared for her for the past 12 years. While she is a US Navy Veteran, this is one area the VA falls terribly short in providing care for disabled veterans; otherwise, we have had nothing but exemplary care from the Haley VA Hospital here in Tampa and she would not still be alive without the knowledgable and caring physicians there.