Time and Treasure for the Holidays

We celebrate Christmas in our household, and for the past few weeks, my youngest daughter has been asking me what she can buy me, what do I want? My reply has been vague, a quick “let me think about it.”

The truth is I really don’t want anything. I don’t need more stuff. Both of my daughters have told me they don’t want to get my usual gift requests of candles or soap or even socks. “That’s boring mom,” they say. One year I asked for a pair of “cool” reading glasses and they responded with “Mom, you are getting old.” For someone like me who refuses to give into my middle age status, that stings.

So what do I want?