Dec 20 2008
Isn’t it the thought that counts?
Gifts, are way too overrated. In a moment, that I was saving for myself, to wade knee deep in pity, I laughed. My loving son, 14, yet my baby, advised me, he had “found” my Christmas gift.
By found, he meant, in his bed. I dared not ask, why, it was in his bed, it just was. My youngest, cannot keep a secret, especially at Christmas. He advised it was a watch. Not just any old watch, but a Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck watch. He also advised it had some “flaws”. First, it didn’t work. Second, it had a scratch on the back. Other than all of this, it was great, and wasn’t I glad, he had found it?
Yes…….yes I was. In all its simple, little glory, I was glad he “found” it. He didn’t have any money to buy something, and it was something he felt I would care for.
More to the point, he knew I would love it, there was no doubt or question. If life could just be so simple. Knowing that you could make someone so happy just by thinking of them. Realizing it is Christmas and all that goes with it, can be mind boggling. Making the never ending lists of things to buy, things that really don’t matter and will be forgotten with the newest thing that comes out, that replaces the old thing you just bought. The gifts that people may not want because the “thought” wasn’t in it to begin with.
While trying to wade in self pity about bills, money and never enough time, I am greeted by my son and his gift idea for me. Life seemed a litte more clear, and I found a new importance in life that I couldn’t see before.
It brought tears to my eyes and a laugh to my heart, as he told of his newfound gift. You would have thought it was worth a million dollars. To me…….it is.
