The Value of Giving
When I was younger, the Christmas season means gifts and money... gifts and money for me, that is. Gifts from my Godparents, relatives and especially the ones coming from my parents. They usually know what to get me.
Now, at tweenty three, the tables have turned, I am more excited with shopping for gifts for my Godchildren, relatives and friends. It's December 13 and I am done with my shopping. But when I am asked what do I want to receive this Christmas, I can't seem to answer. I AM COMPLETELY STOMPED. I don't know what I want. I seem to have outgrown the excitement of opening presents, I am more excited to see the faces of the people whom I've given presents to.
Forgive the cliche, but I found pleasure in giving rather than receiving. But sometimes I do go overboard. Sometimes I am too much of a giver to a fault, its just plain stupid.
I know sometimes I should learn when to stop and when to give to myself. But as of the moment, I still do not know what to give myself. I do hope that I find out soon.