Lately, I’ve read a few blog posts about the crappy gifts people have received.
It makes me nervous. The only thing worse than getting a crappy gift is being the one who gave one.
I have been that one sometimes.
I love gifts – giving and receiving. I love thinking about what a person wants and trying to provide it.
One of my favorite gifts ever was a blue plastic child’s ring. I was a divorced adult when I received it.
I wanted very much to be married again and was not finding THE ONE for me.
I believe I know the person who got the gift for me. She was charged with buying gifts for about ten people on a very limited amount of money – think dollar store shopping.
She was hovering around when I opened it. It might have cost under a dollar. She added a Chinese yo-yo with it. I didn’t care about the yo-yo but that ring was the perfect gift for me.
I have small fingers and the ring would only fit on my left hand. I took that to mean, it was a precursor to a wedding ring. It was heart shaped and the blue plastic was beautiful. I have long preferred a colored stone to a clear diamond.
I wore that ring until the plastic band cracked and pinched me.
When a gift is chosen with heart, you can’t go wrong. Something magical happens.
Have your best Christmas ever!
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