No books for me this year. I don’t think people would presume to know which books to buy me unless it’s those of you who read my blog. My husband doesn’t read, my mother relies on what I’ve passed on to her, my son likes fantasy and my father likes the Chicago Tribune. So, when it comes to buying books I’m on my own. No complaints, mind you, I’m always rather too well stocked.
What I did receive this year came in silver:
Can you tell what it is?
It’s a purse! A purse! I love it!!
“But, it’s so small,” you might say. “What could you possibly carry around in that?“
Well, duh, I can carry this:
It’s a lipstick! A lipstick! From Guerlain; I love it!!
The top flips open to reveal two mirrors (um, a bit more than I might want to see, but anyway) and then out comes the color:
The last gift I received was a laptop, in red, but my husband is trying to set it up for me. From the looks of it, he’ll be busy for a while, so more on that later. When I write my first post in the living room instead of being crunched into the corner of the guest room with the kitties sniffing about.
Did you receive anything that thrills you?
Just as I opened a card last week and felt my heart sink into my toes, the exact opposite happened today. I opened this card just now and knew it was from a True Friend.
I know better by now than to look for love where it hasn’t been found; still I hoped. But, God gives us a double measure in some areas of our lives while others lie barren.
The gifts of Christmas are all around us, not always wrapped in paper and bows, but in a brilliant smile from a sales person. A song from the man ringing his bell before the Salvation Army bucket. A wave from the person you let cut in front of you during heavy traffic.
And, just the right words received on a card from a very special friend.
Merry Christmas to you all.