worrying about the perfect gift.
This is a photo of a gift under our tree from my teen son. It's difficult to tell from the photo but upon close examination, I'd say it looks like it was wrapped by a lobster. But who cares? I don't care how gifts are wrapped. I don't care about gifts. I care about the people attached to them. They are the gifts: my son, my daughter, my wife. Our families. Our friends.
"The only gift is a portion of thyself." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
9 comments:
Then you are a rich man in gifts. Merry Xmas!
With all the people walking around with a "gimme! gimme!" attitude this time of year, it's always refreshing to see when someone gets what it's all really about.
Merry Christmas, dbs.
They are all that really counts.
Peace to you and yours on this chilly beautiful day.
Right on! Merry Christmas dbs.
The people are the gifts, yes, yes, yes. . . HAPPY CHRISTMAS to you and your family, dbs.
Merry Christmas to you and your family.
Here hoping your day was merry and bright!
thumbs up
So very true.
In the meantime can I regift someone who married into the family?
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