What am I doing with what I have?

Today my inspirational reading is on using what I have been given, instead of crying over what I do not have. So....I have been given love from my husband. It's the real stuff. The kind that has been rubbed, shaped, polished over the years. It is the love that has been formed to fit our shape. It is ours. No one else can claim it. I will give love. I have been given two great children. The kind that are head-strong, quick with words, opinionated, and caring. I will teach love. I have been given friends who love me for what I am. I will show thankfulness. I have been given forgiveness for wrongs and shortcomings. I will forgive. I have been given life. Today I awakened to the sound of the phone ringing. I am alive. A friend gave me a letter, yesterday, that my mother had written to his mother, 45 years ago. It was announcing my birth. My mother had me late in her life. The first line in her letter read, " let me tell about the birth of our baby girl, it was a pleasure, we are so glad to have her." Yesterday, in the saddness of my father's burial, I was given a gift. The gift of being wanted, something that many people have no concept of. Yesterday, as I reached out for the small letter from my friend, I was given friendship. My friend had saved this letter for me because he knew it would matter. It would mean something to me. Words, ink, the reconizable handwriting, my mother explaining how my name was chosen. I am going to take the time to matter to people. To live deeply through the pages in my life-book. I am going to give, reach-out, take a chance, be constant, be determined, be real and give back. I have been given so much, I do not want to give less. What am I doing? I am adding, not subtracting.