Love.
I know it sounds cheesy, but I’m not that particular about what someone gives me in material possessions. The point is that they thought of me.
Or if they do anything else that I know is their way of showing love. It just depends on the person.
In the end caring too much about “stuff” is just a waste of time. It’s the thought that counts.
I just recently got given fuzzy reading socks as a birthday present. I love them. I never would have asked for that, but, this person picked something she knew I’d probably use and that’s the sweet part. Also I ended up thinking they were really comfortable, so it’s a win-win.
-Natasha.
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The older I get the less “stuff” I seem to need in my live. Gifts that are activities or consumable are what I tend to go for now.
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Socks are the best gifts to recieve. Especially because I rarely buy socks, and most of mine are lost and not matched. Don’t ask me where these sneaky things go, but once in the laundry, they wander to an alternative sock universe. Mama always had so many cozy socks and she’d buy more and offload her old ones to me.
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