Monday, December 15, 2014

Microblog Mondays: Give or Receive?

Our dear Mel over at Stirrup Queens has begun a blog phenomenon... as she frequently does. 

Microblog Mondays. Writing in your own space. Something short and sweet. But it's meant to take back our bloggy space and call it our own. I am going to try to do this periodically. Life's hectic. So we'll see how long this lasts.

Mel was discussing whether we truly prefer to give than to receive.

My answer? Hell yes. I LOVE to give. I give for the absolute sake of giving. Not ever expecting anything in return. Truthfully, if someone does offer something in return, I feel a sense of embarrassment. Isn't that weird? I have the distinct impression that I am not in the majority or the norm in this.

I love Christmas. I go overboard at Christmas, just because I love to give so very much. Even the neighbours get chocolates and Christmas cards and their kids get presents, even if it's something little. Just because. My coworkers all get cards, and sometimes a little chocolate. I keep extra boxes of candy canes and goodies to give out, just in case. I love, love, love to give.

I don't particularly like to receive, though I confess, there are one or two items this year I truly want to receive (heated blanket, fitbit, and some of my favourite moisturizer are really high on my 'want' list at the moment). Hubby says I need clothing more than those things. He may be right. I have very little in my closet.

Regardless of whether I receive, I just hope that what I do give is good enough. (Seems to be a recurrent theme in my life; "Is it / Am I good enough?"

For those who may have wondered, I didn't win that little red dress. A shame too. So while out shopping yesterday, I actually took the time to peek around for a little red dress for myself. I found a gorgeous black skirt and a red dress, but I was too afraid to try them on. Shopping for clothing for myself is fraught with a whole boatload of negative emotions at the moment. Baby steps. Baby steps...

A difficult weekend in our house. More on that later as the family doesn't want to reveal details just yet. Suffice it to say, the hits keep on comin'. I am looking forward to getting away for Christmas and seeing my family. Bear with me if I miss a Monday. I'm semi-absent for a week or so. After all, it's Christmas. Merry Christmas all. For your viewing pleasure, Petite wishes you all a very Merry Christmas too!

With the Big Man in Red, Himself. (December 13, 2014)


loribeth said...

Oh my goodness, she is getting so big!! Love her dress!

Enjoy your Christmas at home, and I hope 2015 is a better year for you. (((hugs)))

Lollipop Goldstein said...

I'm sorry that there was more bad news.

You know I think I used to love to give more than I do now. I think I've been depleted.

JB said...

You posted on my post, and I just had to write back. You said that you fear you put that same trepidation on others pregnancies, and I couldn't agree more. My SIL just told us she was pregnant, and I can't help but worry for her. I don't say anything, of course, but after my loss and my other SIL's 17w loss, I can't help but be nervous and scared. I hate hate hate seeing people go through that terrible time. Loss has made me--and I'm sure so many others--much more empathetic.

Geochick said...

What a sweet Santa picture!

Found you because you commented on my blog. Thanks! :)

Sorry to hear that you're going through difficult times.