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The Greatest Christmas Every Year

Saturday, November 14th, 2009

These days in the rush and clamor of living we tend to forget the valued moments on Christmas morning when all the shopping and hunting for just the right item (at the right price) pays off and our Dad, finally receives a little credit and reward for years of love and kindness. Fortunately because of the Internet it’s easy to find Christmas Gifts for Dad online.

I remember the smile on his face as he pulled back the final bit of wrapping paper to reveal the present within. My dad looked just like a kid again as he pulled that fishing reel out of the box and held it up for all to see. “Imagine the big fish I’ll be able to catch with this fine reel on my pole,” he said and everyone in the room beamed as we could imagine along with him the wonderful fish and times he would have with his new Christmas gift.

Christmas gifts for dad were always a special thing around our home. My father, like many Dads, was a modest man who never asked for anything. More often than not, he’d say “give it to the other guy” or he’d make sure everybody else got theirs before he took any. That’s why Christmas gifts for dad were so special. It was the one time each year when he would accept and really enjoy receiving gifts.

He liked the wrappings, and the pretty bows and would always “ooh and aaahh” as he gingerly tugged at the corner or held the package up to the light. “Just checking”, he would say or when he was feeling mischievous, he’d guess that we’d gotten him a “stuffed cat” or ” a box of pre-digested aardvark fat” with “stony crackers”. We didn’t laugh but smiled and played along with his silly jokes knowing that usually what we’d done for him was likely to be something he’d really wanted.

But gifts for him were relatively easy. He wasn’t fussy and he was always genuinely pleased with whatever he got. Christmas was the time we were able to fulfill the longings and the little hints he’d make over the year about not having “any socks that didn’t have holes” or “I know I could shave at least 6 points off my game if I had a Putter like that”. We just listened, sometimes writing a little note to ourselves or making a quick call when we were alone to confer with another family member about what size or color was the best choice.

It all paid off on Christmas morning. Dad’s beaming face. The sounds of Christmas carols in the background, the fun and excitement as he opened each of his gifts and thanked everyone for choosing exactly the right thing, what he “really” wanted (even if it didn’t quite fit and he would have to return it to get the right size), we all laughed and wished each other a very Merry Christmas.

Christmas is a joyous time and being able to share gifts and time with loved ones and your Dad always makes it the best Christmas every year.