Captain Michael: By evening, most gifts have already disappeared into ordinary life.
The encouraging word has been spoken.
The helping
By evening, most gifts have already disappeared into ordinary life.
The encouraging word has been spoken.
The helping hand has returned to its side.
The cup of coffee has long since grown cold.
Khalil Gibran reminds us that the deepest giving asks for nothing in return.
Perhaps that’s why the giver often goes to sleep richer than the one who received.
Not because anything was gained…
But because something good was quietly set into motion.
May your kindness travel farther than you’ll ever know.
Rest well.
Fair winds my friends.
Captain Michael: By evening, most gifts have already disappeared into ordinary life. The encouraging word has been spoken. The helping ha
By evening, most gifts have already disappeared into ordinary life. The encouraging word has been spoken. The helping hand has returned to its side. The cup of coffee has long since grown cold. Khalil Gibran reminds us that the deepest giving asks for nothing in return. Perhaps that’s why the giver often goes to sleep richer than the one who received. Not because anything was gained… But because something good was quietly set into motion. May your kindness travel farther than you’ll ever know. Rest well. Fair winds my friends.
By evening, most gifts have already disappeared into ordinary life. The encouraging word has been spoken. The helping hand has returned to its side. The cup of coffee has long since grown cold. Khalil Gibran reminds us that the deepest giving asks for nothing in return. Perhaps that’s why the giver often goes to sleep richer than the one who received. Not because anything was gained… But because something good was quietly set into motion. May your kindness travel farther than you’ll ever know. Rest well. Fair winds my friends.
