Presents are obviously to most people, fantastic when they are received. I say mostly, because there is someone in my extended family who actually does not like receiving presents. That’s another story.
However, like others too, I really, really enjoy giving presents.
I try to think about what the person wants, rather than getting just a random whatever gift. I think of the present, and make sure it is valuable, rather than scrap. I’d rather spend more than less. In my mind, it’s not good enough if I’ve gone the cheap option. It feels like it’s transparent were it to be a cheap item. I just can’t do it.
I get a good card. Not just any $2 shop stock-standard card – I get an age or relative appropriate one (for example today’s card was for a 2 year-old boy), and I get nice wrapping paper.
I don’t necessarily buy the most expensive present, the dearest card or the finest paper, but I get what I can, I get something good, and most importantly, I always check with myself: am I happy with it? Yes? Good. Then I’m happy to give it.
And knowing that I’m happy with it, well I somehow feel like those feelings transfer to the receiver.
Giving presents is fun if it is done with natural goodwill and heartfelt joy. Not only is the act of giving gratifying, but let’s face it, the fact that we are able to buy for other people and show our love for them at celebratory moments in their lives… that is a custom taken for granted so often, yet one that we should be so grateful for.
And I am.