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The Greatest Gift That You Can Give Another Person Is To Gracefully Receive Whatever It Is That They Want To Give Us.

Forgiveness Is A Strange Thing. It Can Sometimes Be Easier To Forgive Our Enemies Than Our Friends. It Can Be Hardest Of All To Forgive People We Love. Like All Of Life's Important Coping Skills, The Ability To Forgive And The Capacity To Let Go Of Resentments Most Likely Take Root Very Early In Our Lives.

My Friendship With Mitzi Was Like The Friendship That Many Children Have With Their Pets. My Mother And Father Thought It Was "good For Me" To Have A Dog For A Companion. Well It Was Good For Me, But It Was Only Many Years After She Died That I Began To Understand How Good It Was, And Why.

Perhaps We Think That We Won't Find Another Human Being Inside That Person. Perhaps We Think That There Are Some People In This World Who I Can't Ever Communicate With, And So I'll Just Give Up Before I Try. And How Sad It Is To Think That We Would Give Up On Any Other Creature Who's Just Like Us.

Part Of The Problem With The Word 'disabilities' Is That It Immediately Suggests An Inability To See Or Hear Or Walk Or Do Other Things That Many Of Us Take For Granted. But What Of People Who Can't Feel? Or Talk About Their Feelings? Or Manage Their Feelings In Constructive Ways? What Of People Who Aren't Able To Form Close And Strong Relationships? And People Who Cannot Find Fulfillment In Their Lives, Or Those Who Have Lost Hope, Who Live In Disappointment And Bitterness And Find In Life No Joy, No Love? These, It Seems To Me, Are The Real Disabilities.