Giving gift cards as gifts is the lazy way out, especially for loved ones.
I know it's the thought that counts.
BLAH BLAH BLAH.
But, what if no thought goes into a gift?
Let me explain.
I am the kind of gift giver who takes great care in what I give as a gift. I think about the recipient and what they would love to receive. What would put a smile on their face. It brings me great joy and happiness and I do it with much love.
And you know what? It really doesn't take much effort.
This year, I gave my two nieces a Coach wristlet, a Calvin Klein sweater, Sephora makeup and handmade artwork that I will post about in the new year.
Why is it that my nieces and sister-in-law put absolutely zero thought and effort into what they give me? I see them put lots of effort into buying gifts for other people, but not me.
It is the same every year. And by the same, I mean THE SAME.
A gift certificate to my nail place, a Target gift card and last year, things were shaken up with a $10 gift card to CVS.
Yeah for me! I can buy tampons!
There was a time when my sister-in-law would, every year, buy me a Precious Moments figurine. She likes Precious Moments. I can't stand them. I don't know where she got the idea that I liked them.
I play a game with a few of my friends as to what I will get each year. And every year, I am spot on. Kind of like the dad in the cell phone commercial who can guess what his monthly bill will be.
Before my brother met his wife, he was a great gift giver. He stood on line for hours to get me a Cabbage Patch Doll one Christmas. I still have her; Sabrina Lynette and I can cry thinking about it.
Once he met his wife, the gift giving went down hill. While they were dating or engaged, her first gift to me was tube socks. Yes, three pairs of white socks.
Some of you may say I am ungrateful. I don't know. But what I do know is that I am hurt and saddened that every birthday and Christmas is the same thoughtless gifts.
Does my family really think so little of me? I do so much for them, and since my brother's death, I am trying to do double.
Am I that hard to buy for? Look around my home. Or . . . ask me.
I have tried in recent years to protect myself from this yearly nightmare by telling them not to get me anything. I just want to give to them. I was even more adamant this season.
I am trying to save myself from the hurt because I know what is going to happen. I will be bitching and moaning to my father and my friends the next day.
Which is what happened yet again this Christmas.
Now, get this. For my older niece's 18th birthday this summer, I got her a gift card mainly to make a statement and you know what? She was pissed at me. Can you believe it? I gave her what I always get from her and she didn't like it. She said that I always give such great gifts. (Unlike her mother's sister who has given her gift cards since birth.)
So, what do I do?
Do I just accept that this is the way they are and that what has happened in the past will happen yet again so just shut up?
Or, do I share with them that I am hurt when so little if any, thought goes into my gift?
I really don't want to receive anything. I don't want the hurt anymore. I don't want the thought of feeling like I don't matter.
I just want to give and then I won't be so let down.
- Pierre Corneille