"Are you going to open it?!" asked Snickers. He clearly was getting impatient with me sitting there, admiring my box and teasing the pups with it.
"Maybe not" I noted (and I wasn't joking).
Opened it two hours later, just so I could enjoy the thought that there sat a gift for me. I've got a gift -- my first official Christmas gift of 2012. No tree yet but I've got a gift, cool. I'm not really one to be into gifts actually, perhaps that's the maturing me coming out, I don't know. I'm more about cards and letters. I hate when people just scribble down their signature in a store bought card -- so cold. I like when someone actually sits down and puts their heart into what they write, shares a piece of their mind, a part of their heart -- that's why I like cards. They go deeper than some gift and the sender is really sharing a piece of them, that's something you can't buy and many years later you can go back and re-experience.
Snickers thinks this ages me but I've always loved cards and letters. He really lucked out here because he's never bought me a Christmas or birthday gift and continually gets away with it because he does often write me love letters throughout the year. For the most part it's post-it notes stuck on the kitchen cupboard or emails randomly sent to me. We have a white board in our front shoe room and he occassionally will write a little letter to me on that for me to discover when I come home. The other day he finally joined the wonderfully connected world of Facebook so I anticipate him using that as another medium for his letters too.
But this isn't about him, this is about the gift that sat on my lap for "way too long", according to Snickers.
When I did finally open the box, it was full of Western goodies -- English magazines, chocolates, lotion, candy.... and even the unthinkable, Tim Horton's coffee!!! My eyes widened at the sight of it all; it was like sensory overload. Snickers eagerly picked up each item while I looked for any sign of a card or letter.
Bingo... I found a card.
I was impressed, she used both the inside part of the card AND the back to write a message to me -- thank you. Lovely Lady was one of my first boxercise gals so I trained her almost every weekend while she was living in Korea. I know that I'm a lot older than many of those whom I train but only with some of them do I honestly feel like an older sister to. I've never officially been anyone's older sister but I definitely felt like an older sister to Lovely Lady. I remember when she got sick during one of her vacations, I insisted she let me take her to the hospital and then I sent her home with chicken/rice soup. She anticipates coming back to Korea and I hope she does because she really helped to make Korea more than a temporary home for me and I hope I did that too for her. Now that I'm really making my roots here in Cheonan, it'd be really great to share with her the next big chapter in my life -- to show her what she's helped me to become.
As for the gift, it was actually for me to share with Atomic-B so there were two cards. It all was definitely unexpected but the card was all I needed, so it's all I took and Atomic-B will get the rest.
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