When looking back at all the Christmas presents I have received, there are a few that stand out above the rest. I usually ask for certain gifts and then I end up getting something close to what I asked for. Because of this reason, I try to write down the exact name, store, best price, color, and size; last year, my son did give me an apron that I had been asking for, for years and I LOVED it!
However, this one year, I was at my brothers for Christmas Eve and when the festivities were winding down my sister-in-law brought over to me a small wrapped present and with a smile she quietly told me that this was from my brother and to NOT open it until I got home. I felt like a young child again; all the way home I held that small gift like it was the most precious valuable gift ever and wondered what this gift was that my brother had given me. We hadn’t exchanged gifts for many years. Well, yes we would do the popcorn tin gift for the family, but nothing personal like this.
Quickly we unpacked all the food and goodies from the car and of course, my brother’s present did not leave my hands. I sat down on the couch and cradled this small gift, almost afraid to open it. My Boys told me to “OPEN IT ALREADY!” With my husband and sons gathered around me, I opened it; WAAAAAHHHH sob sob WAAAH! My family looked at me like what the heck! It was not a valuable gift to anyone else, but only to me and my brother. It was a pink plastic Hansel and Gretal thermometer in which Hansel and Gretal was on one side (meaning good weather) and a the witch (meaning bad weather) on the other side.
I explained to my family while sniffling and sobbing…when my Grandma had passed away many years ago, my mom had asked me if there was something I wanted from Grandma’s house. Yes, there was one thing; however, no one there could find it. I said, “Mom. it has always been hung by the front door. I am sure, there was a ring around where it should have been. Years had gone by and I had thought I would never see it again. That is why I bawled and bawled after opening this small gift from my brother, which now I understand why they wanted me to NOT open it at their house.This was one of the most precious gifts ever given to me for Christmas.
I hope that all of you will get/give a gift or have gotten a gift as precious as mine was. It is not the price of the gift that makes it priceless, it is the love and thought behind it, that makes it priceless.
Sweet Mercy…Enjoy Life!