My Christmas wish: End the wish list madness
"I would like to have a sleeveless training shirt, any color that suits me: blue, red, or pink, not mainly white, it does not have to be a brand name product." This SMS with your Christmas wish sent me one of my sisters on Sunday evening. I was about to put together a Google Doc for a gift organization. Honestly, there were even two ("What do I give to whom?", Attitude private and "What do I want?", Setting public). That was the moment my thoughts twitched: That's stupid. These are commands, no wishes. I love everyone in my family because they are who they are - including a maximum of pragmatism. Me too. But that's not the case with Christmas presents.
The optimal gift fulfills the following criteria - maximally pragmatic in list form: a) It should come from the heart and contain a small amount of love. For example, by b) it can be seen that the donor has thought about what the recipient would be happy. c) It should please the one who gives it away? but even more important: d) It should please the one who gets it. e) It should be a surprise.
Of course, overcrowding in the already crowded pre-Christmas period makes it easier to focus on d) while giving. That alone is, I admit, a love affair because it saves everyone the Christmas terror as much as possible. But who keeps a little bit more a), b), c) and above all e), will feel more like the Christ child at the end of the Christmas day. That was exactly the joke on the wish-lists, which were painted and gekrakelt with pin stick fingers in recent years: No one knew, for which highlight this Christkind decides, not even mom and dad.
Christmas magic makes happy, I notice that on myself. I collect all seasons possible wishes in an affordable price segment, so I am well placed for gift requests on birthday and Christmas. I do not have them all. Because I could just buy most of the stuff right now instead of distributing commands to friends and family. I'll do that to you? see above ? to make life as easy as possible. But maybe I should just say to them: I LOVE ME OVER EVERY GIFT. Really. Each. I find giving and giving gifts so wonderful that I make gifts that I do not like happy. I'm really charmed when unpacking, if I do not know before: wrapped in the silver star gift paper, the pan that I would like for Bolognese experiments. And in the golden star gift paper the new pillowcases for my guest bed.
Fixed Christmas intention for this year: I will at least orient myself again more on the Christ child. My sister made it a little easier for me to surprise her. Yesterday came another SMS. "If training top gets difficult, I'll take a red beret too."
