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I just want to mention a very happy moment. I recently gave someone very special a gift that I have been wanting to give her for a very long time and it was soooo appreciated that I am tingling all over. I planned to do this a couple of years ago. I finally was able to acquire the raw materials necessary and I found the time to sit and make it on Wednesday. I presented the gift and she was struck speechless. I could feel the magic.
That’s what gift-giving is all about. That is why I labor on presents for people, for that feeling that they really love the gift and understand the effort put into it. I don’t often feel that. Usually there are thanks and some form of appreciation but I don’t feel that magic. I wonder if it is just that I don’t always peg the gift to the person correctly. I put enough effort into things that I would think it would click each time, but it doesn’t. Am I selfish to feel disappointment when there is no magic? It just seems to deflate the whole experience.
Long ago, I used to start making Christmas gifts for people in May. Everyone knew I am an artist and began to expect home-made gifts from me. Each year they became more elaborate and time-consuming and each year I would feel let down when I presented many of the gifts. I just didn’t feel like they really understood how I worked blood, sweat and determination into each piece while keeping the recipient in mind the whole time I made it. This was one of the reasons I stopped celebrating holidays. It was too disappointing.
That’s what gift-giving is all about. That is why I labor on presents for people, for that feeling that they really love the gift and understand the effort put into it. I don’t often feel that. Usually there are thanks and some form of appreciation but I don’t feel that magic. I wonder if it is just that I don’t always peg the gift to the person correctly. I put enough effort into things that I would think it would click each time, but it doesn’t. Am I selfish to feel disappointment when there is no magic? It just seems to deflate the whole experience.
Long ago, I used to start making Christmas gifts for people in May. Everyone knew I am an artist and began to expect home-made gifts from me. Each year they became more elaborate and time-consuming and each year I would feel let down when I presented many of the gifts. I just didn’t feel like they really understood how I worked blood, sweat and determination into each piece while keeping the recipient in mind the whole time I made it. This was one of the reasons I stopped celebrating holidays. It was too disappointing.
