My husband isn’t a great present buyer – he’s been known in the past to give me things like a bread knife for Christmas. Over the years he’s taken to either asking me for very detailed instructions or better still encouraged me to buy whatever I’d really like to have. Please don’t think any the worse of him for this – he’s a wonderful husband, but present buying just isn’t his forte. And that’s fine. I love him just the way he is…as long as I don’t get another bread knife anytime soon.
This year when he asked me, I realized that I really didn’t want anything much at all. In a rash moment I bought some new sock knitting needles, but really, truly I don’t want anything. If truth be told, I actually want less.
I have a backlog of books to read, yarn to knit with and clothes and fabric to take me into the next millennium. I don’t want anything more. I’m happy with what I have. It’s more than enough and I’m very, very lucky to have what I have. My family are for the most par happy and healthy, we’ve weathered the storms that have been thrown at us over the last few years and I’m actually still very happy with the man I married 18 years ago. That’s worth a lot isn’t it? I can honestly say – hand on heart – that I’m content. More than content. Blessed.
I know that we will face more difficult times at some point in the future, but we’ll deal with those when they happen. There are so many people in the world who don’t have a fraction of what I have.
So with that in mind I’m going to give my Christmas present to Medecin sans Frontiers this year. You might want to check out the Yarn Harlot, who is trying to raise $2 million for them.
Happy Christmas Eve everybody!