Christmas Reflection: a Nerve-racking Shopping Period

Usually, the time around Christmas is when my nerved get the best of me. I love giving gifts to my family and friends, but one part I dread about is picking which gives goes with whom. I chose to write a Christmas reflection essay with a purpose to show up personal experience, so maybe someone will find him/herself in it too.

During the holidays, I just love celebrating and dining with my family. I love them with all my heart. When I was young, I always saw my dad being very enthusiastic about the holidays so i think I got that from him. Being the only boy in the family, and having seven sisters, I have assumed the role as the protective one in the family, that I can attest to. I am also very fortunate that I get to have a career that enables me to take care of my family’s finances too. Being the only brother they have, even though I know that they should all respect me, at times I feel like they don’t look at me as the “father-figure” even if I’m their big brother.

Around Christmas time when I have to go out and shop for these seven beautiful ladies I lose it completely. They are seven women, how am I supposed to remember what each of these girls like. It gets really difficult when they unwrap their gifts and they like the gift that some one else has got every one gets running to me and despite my best I am stuck.

I have tried every thing from stationary to jewelery, from pants to pets but I just dont get it what these women really want. Again Christmas is round the corner and I have been intimated that this year I should not be repeating any of the gifts that I have had ever bought in the past. And when I ask them that they could give me a list of thing that they are expecting as gifts, they would have this philosophy that gifts are never asked for. In fact around the same time the last year, I kept a suggestion box in the living room hoping that some one would at slip a slip about what they want but no, when I opened the box it had slips that read pick it on your own we wouldnt tell. I cant tell you that how frustrated I was.

This time around, I just decided that I would just randomly pick things once I see them down the street. Because even if I pick or not pick, they would always be saying something about it either way. So once I started walking, a got a make-up set, a DVD player, a huge mirror, a wall clock, an aquarium, a stuffed toy and a Cartier fake handbag. I gift wrapped ever single one of them and on the day itself, place it underneath our Christmas tree.

In addition, I made sure that I didn’t put their specific names on the gifts. I just told all of them that they can pick whatever gift they want from the pile and that’s exactly what they all did. And I knew it! All of them reacted the same way as they would even from past Christmases anyways. The only big difference was that Kelly, my youngest sister, was just so happy and thanked me for the gift. She got the Cartier fake handbag.