I hate wrapping presents.
I can’t cut the paper in a straight line. Sometimes I cut it too short to wrap around the box and waste a whole piece. Most of the time I overcompensate in fear of cutting it too short and have way too much paper. Then it’s lumpy. I don’t usually have the right tape, so it shows when it should be invisible. I use too much tape. I try to stuff paper under other parts of paper and then tape it down. No matter where I put tape, it’s lumpy. I’m hopeless at bows. I don’t have the right kind of ribbon, but it doesn’t matter because I can’t make the right kind of ribbon look pretty. My card doesn’t match the paper. The bow goes lopsided. I hate wrapping presents.
I love giving presents.
There is a sweet challenge in finding just the right gift that will make someone smile. The anticipation of a good reaction sets the stage for delight. Gifts for no reason. Gifts for a special reason. The joy of seeing something in a store that is just right for a friend. The fun of thinking of a very personal and unique sort of gift that you KNOW no one else has thought of. The sound of the paper ripping from the box brings a big smile to both of our faces. Sometimes there is even a big gasp of surprise when the contents are revealed! The glance over to the giver with a smile of thanks brings the moment full circle.
It’s the gift that matters, not the package. It is a gift to be able to give just the right present and light up the face of someone special. It’s the giving itself that then lights up the heart of the giver.