People are gifts that life has given me. Are already involved, some in a very beautiful and others in a less attractive.
Some have been abused in the mail, others come as "Special Delivery." Some come wrapped, others closed with great rigidity. But is not the gift wrap and it is important to realize this. It is very easy to err in this regard, judging the content of the case.
Sometimes the gift is opened easily, sometimes you need the help of others. Maybe it's fear, perhaps for old wounds that do not want to experience again. If ever we were treated as disposable gifts, probably today we feel things and not people.
Remember ... I am a person, you are a person. And like everyone else, we are also a gift. We have strengths and experiences that belong to us and makes us unique. And yet, sometimes we are afraid to look inside our package. Perhaps we fear of disappointment, we can find. Perhaps we have never accepted the kind of gifts we are.
Every encounter and communication between people is an exchange gifts. My gift is me, you are your gift.
is sometimes difficult to differentiate the packaging of the real gift is inside, but the effort to differentiate them leads to a personal encounter with the other, and this meeting is always a miracle.
We ourselves may have a battered shell, but what we have inside will always be beautiful. Never forget. Anonymous