I’ve been reflecting on the reason for not putting a list together (which apparently made things hard for some people to shop for me). Reason number one, I have less time to think about myself since having Benjamin. Reason number two, I have a lot of stuff already. Reason number three, I feel like I’ve been blessed with so much lately that I don’t need anything.
Point in case: I have Benjamin who is all the gift I need. My brother Ed called this weekend and said he is coming up with his family for Christmas. While neither are tangible gifts or wrapped in a bow under the tree…they are gifts to me. I have a loving husband who adores me and I him. I am healthy and strong. I have a roof over my head. The list goes on.
Jared and I were discussing my lack of a desire to create a Christmas wish list and I told him I don’t need anything. He said he wanted to be sure I was disappointed on Christmas which makes sense because historically I’ve been let down when I haven’t gotten something. But I told him I am so blessed and feel no need for anything more.