12/13/16
Dear Judy,
I just got your
Christmas gift in the mail today. I love it. I genuinely do.
For the last years,
as many as I can remember, you have sent me a cat gift. At first, I
think I was annoyed because I wanted money. Plus, I'm used to family
members sending money if they send anything at all. It's interesting
because I'm not close to my extended family, so they became dollar
signs in my eyes?
As the cat gifts
continued coming, I went through a period of thinking you don't know
me at all. Which is essentially true. None in my family really know
who I am as an adult, including my mom. She knows the most, but still
very limited.
Then, I looked
forward to the cat gifts because I appreciated you sending me a gift
in the first place. This is what we are told we are supposed to feel
when we receive presents. Perhaps it's age or repetition that
brought the feeling about for real. And I liked the view of me in
your eyes. Maybe you did have trouble buying me a present, wondering
if I would like it. But I really began to appreciate them. And the
tea cup was my very favorite. I still use and love it.
I saw you earlier
this year. You and your sister came to visit my mom. The three of you
came down to Phoenix and we went to Butterfly Wonderland. Mostly, I
liked seeing you all together. I like that my mom has sisters and you
can experience part of her life on the other side of the country. I
also kind of did some hinting when we were in the gift shop. Not so
much that I wanted you to buy me something there, but that I like
things without cats on them. Just give you a little glimpse.
And this year, I
could tell before opening the package that there was a book inside.
And when I unwrapped it, it was two books-journals, in fact. I LOVE
JOURNALS. Perhaps you asked my mom what I would like. There are no
cats in sight. Though, a journal with a cat on it would be cute. I
especially like (though you probably don't know you did this) that
the colors of the journals are the same color that was the theme in
my grandparents' house, the house you still live in. The journals are
for me, and have a flavor of you and my grandparents. I love it. I
love it. Thank you, Judy.
Shannon
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