This Christmas I gave my mom what she called “the best present ever.” I gave a similar gift to my dad and he said the same thing. It’s funny too because they took me all of 15 minutes each to make, and it didn’t cost me a thing. All it required was recollecting memories we shared and jotting them down, along with a few things I value about my parents. I figured I would share my mom’s Christmas present from me with you all. It’s a simple thank you note.
Thank you Mom for reading to me at night when I was just a youngin’. Thank you for making me cheese and crackers when I would stay home sick from school. Thank you for calling me “Little Mister.” Thank you for teaching me to laugh at myself. Thank you for laughing at yourself. Thank you for caring. Thank you for setting up all of those Christmas trees with me. Thank you for making the best lasagna ever. Thank you for not being a crazy soccer mom. Thank you for playing Othello with me. Thank you for the butterfly kisses. Thank you for the Christmas memories in the kitchen with you and Besta. (She was my mom’s mom.) Thank you for not being perfect. Thank you for all the deep conversations. Thank you for having such a strong faith. Thank you for making me wonder. Thank you for all the times we’ve held hands. Thank you for helping me with my homework. Thank you for cleaning. Thank you for snorting when you laugh. Thank you for loving me more than Pal. (He’s our dog.) Thank you for teaching me the value of hard work. Thank you for all of the trips you’ve made happen. Thank you for flying across the Atlantic to take care of me when I was feeling down. Thank you for instilling a curious and adventurous spirit in me. Thank you for encouraging me in all that I do. Thank you for all of the Veggietales, Odyssey, and Story Keepers VHS tapes. (I watched these videos all the time as a kid.) Thank you for taking me to my first Newsboys concert. (This was my favorite band when I was younger.) Thank you for all of the warm drinks and meals after coming in from the snow. Thank you for giving the best hugs. Thank you for all that you do. Thank you for being my mom. Thank you for being you. Thank you for making this the easiest thank you note to write. Thank you for loving me. I love you Big Mrs. (My nickname for her.)
With all of the unnecessary junk people pile up in their lives, I encourage you to think about how important it really is for your cousin to get that new iPod that will eventually stop working and they’ll forget about years down the road. Or your uncle that “nice” sweater you got a bargain for at L.L. Bean. Or your older brother a gift card to Best Buy. It’s all just crap and once you can step away from the crap, I assure you your outlook on life becomes grand. You can start to see what is of true importance/need on this planet. You become more openly loving, and that’s good.
Let me ask you something. Does buying these things for your loved ones really show them how much you care for them? The answer is no. It just makes people money, plain and simple. How much thought and love really is there behind objects? People nowadays forget the old adage, “It’s the thought that counts.” I hope this doesn’t become epidemic. Think about the person you’re giving a gift. Tell them how much they mean to you. Make them know you actually care about them. Don’t buy, give. And you’ll feel the true meaning of Christmas spirit.