Recently I was chatting with a friend. About what, I don't remember.
At one point in the conversation, though, I changed whatever the subject was, and asked, "About gifts," referring to Christmas gifts, since Christmas Day is less than a week away, "did we decide not to exchange any?"
To me the question made sense when I asked it. I have a few relationships in which over the past few years we have decided not to exchange gifts. I thought maybe this may have been one of them, but I wasn't sure. I just wanted to clarify the expectations.
My friend, though, seemed taken aback by the question. "Well ...," she began, and I don't remember exactly how she phrased it, but it was instantly clear she had prepared a gift for me and for Japhia. Separate gifts, in fact. Simple, not expensive, thought-out, and hand-made. She explained that whatever I did or didn't do was fine, but she just likes to give gifts.
I wonder when I started to think of gifts as something we exchange. Instead of simply give.
It's not like I haven't received gifts from people to whom I did not give one.
Nor that I haven't also over my life simply and freely given something to others just for the pleasure of giving. With the question of receiving something in return being irrelevant.
So I wonder about this concept of "gift exchange."
And I marvel at the ability and willingness of the human heart just to give.
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