And then, I came home and wrapped everything. I love taking nondescript boxes and making them beautiful with paper and ribbon. I love giving presents, too.
When I was shopping this morning, a very nice young lady was helping me select a special gift. When I finally made up my mind, she asked “and what about you?” I suppose I could have bought something for myself, too, but why?
This is the season of giving. Not the season of gifts, but of giving to others. It doesn't matter how much the gift costs, or how beautiful the wrapping paper is. What matters is that I have something tangible to give to another. Something that represents the intangible feelings that I have for that person.
A bag of oranges says “I care about you and I want to give you something to show you how I feel.” A plate of cookies says the same thing. Or a “coupon” for a back rub, or making dinner, or vacuuming the house. Money is not the gift. Time, effort, love and caring. That's the gift.
If that sounds like too much, then don't participate. Really, don't. If gift-giving is a chore, then they aren't really gifts, are they?
Cali
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