This is the season of crappy gifts. Think about the last time you received something that touched you. Something unexpected and worthwhile. It doesn’t happen often.
Over thirty years ago, I received a gift that because of the holiday rush, didn’t get opened. About the end of December, when I discovered the gift, I put it on a shelf in my closet rather than opening it. Each Christmas season, I get the present down and put it under my tree. I have no idea who sent it because the card was lost, and over the years, the bright paper and ribbons have become tattered and faded.
I call the present my “never ending Christmas gift.” It can be whatever I want it to be since I never plan to open it.
Over thirty years ago, I received a gift that because of the holiday rush, didn’t get opened. About the end of December, when I discovered the gift, I put it on a shelf in my closet rather than opening it. Each Christmas season, I get the present down and put it under my tree. I have no idea who sent it because the card was lost, and over the years, the bright paper and ribbons have become tattered and faded.
I call the present my “never ending Christmas gift.” It can be whatever I want it to be since I never plan to open it.
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