It seems that every year at Christmas my mother laments, "What can I give you? You have everything." She loves to give and feels sad that I have no pressing material needs. In her mind, how can her gift delight, surprise, and overwhelm me with joy if there is little need? I try to reassure her how much her gifts of love and thoughtfulness mean, but she is remembering how it used to be . . .
What Can I Give You?
What Can I Give You?
What Can I Give You?
It seems that every year at Christmas my mother laments, "What can I give you? You have everything." She loves to give and feels sad that I have no pressing material needs. In her mind, how can her gift delight, surprise, and overwhelm me with joy if there is little need? I try to reassure her how much her gifts of love and thoughtfulness mean, but she is remembering how it used to be . . .