Through the Seasons

I’m so excited

I’m so weird about giving gifts.  I get embarrassed a lot of times when I receive gifts I guess because of the attention on me.  I don’t even get all that crazy about getting gifts.  So I wouldn’t say that’s my primary love language.  In fact, I don’t think it’s even in the top 3.  But I love, love, love (love, love, love) to give gifts.  I love to think of what would be something that person would really, really like and then somehow give them that one thing.  I want it to be thoughtful and really make them smile and know that I’ve paid attention to them specifically.

So yesterday Mama Imanueli came in and took out a battered envelope where she keeps her family’s pictures.  We went through them one by one and you could tell she was so proud of her husband and children. She has also asked us for pictures of ourselves so she must have a collection somewhere.  It hit me that she could really use a little photo album she could carry around with her.  Surely I have one to give her.

I was just leaving to spend the day with another stay-at-home mom in town so I looked through my things pretty quickly and didn’t see one.  Drats.  I asked a friend from home to send me one and then left.

Last night I was sitting at dinner and it hit me.  I DO have one!!  I ran into the back room and found it.  Soon, and I can hardly wait, Mama Imanueli will come by to get her apron (she’s working next door today) and I’ll get to give her the photo album.  I’m super excited.  I hope it’s something she can use!