Right now I'm working on figuring out what to get B for Chanukah. I've gotten him so many great gifts and I don't know how to top them. I got him a mini catapult, a remote control helicopter, watch-cufflinks, a Captain America Lego set, a Lego mug, a mustache mug, lots of cool screen-printed t-shirts, and probably other stuff that I can't think of at the moment. I need ideas for "the guy who has everything."
The truth is, we all have everything. If I were shopping for myself I wouldn't know what to get, either. (Though I do have a minor obsession with kitchen tools.) I've looked through hundreds of gift ideas, and nothing is speaking to me. First World Problems--we have so many things that there's nothing more we could possibly have.
It happens that this week was one of the worst weeks of my life, but I don't really want to post the details on this public forum. However, I want to talk a bit about getting through hard times. Once I came to terms with the fact that life goes on, I was left with no choice but to go on, along with life. It feels impossibly hard, but as I make the actions to live like I used to, I'm coming to function as normal. This fairly wimpy post is an expression of that. Chanukah gifts are no big deal really,but the little things are part of what makes the world keep spinning. While not directly related to Shana's post, taking the little steps to get over the big hurdles is hard, but certainly worthwhile.
I think the best gifts I've ever received were emotions. I don't remember what my mom bought me for channukah even last year, But I will never forget what I mean to my sister, who told me so in a card after her wedding, or how I am a good friend, (again a card). A gift is a cutesie accompaniment to a growing bond between two people who love each other. I get why its there, raw emotions can be uncomfortable, or even repellant, on their own. But gifts don't make me cry.
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