"Imagine a month of Sundays
Each one a cloudy day
Imagine the moment the sun came shining through
Imagine that ray of sunshine as you
Remember your darkest hour
With dawn still far away
Remember the way that you longed for morning's light
And think of yourself as a candle in the night
Make believe this is the first day
Everything all brand new
Make believe that the sun is your own lucky star
And then understand the kind of gift you are

The gift you are
Like the very first breath of Spring
The gift you are
All the joy that love can bring
The gift you are
All of our dreams come true
The gift you are
The gift of you"
~ John Denver
 

You can't hear me, but I'm singing this to you. I hope you somehow hear it in your heart. If you wish you hear it with your ears, I'm including a link so that you can hear John Denver's voice. I hope you will hear the truth and know for sure: You are a gift. Yes. Oh, yes. You are!
 

With love and reverence and gratitude for you,
Charlene

THE NINTH GIFT IS REVERENCE: May you appreciate the wonder that you are and the miracle of all creation. - from The Twelve Gifts of Birth