{"id":4233,"date":"2016-11-30T12:25:34","date_gmt":"2016-11-30T19:25:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=4233"},"modified":"2016-11-29T15:26:15","modified_gmt":"2016-11-29T22:26:15","slug":"giving-and-receiving","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2016\/11\/giving-and-receiving\/","title":{"rendered":"Giving and Receiving"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s the holiday season. I had to pick up a package from the post office (not a present), and I was commiserating with the postal worker.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lift from the knees. It&#8217;s going to be a long holiday.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She moaned and thanked me. We were looking out for each other. It is the season for giving and receiving of gifts.<\/p>\n<p>My dear husband nags me every season to write out a list of what things I would like to receive. It&#8217;s so hard to think of things!<\/p>\n<p>My daughter does not have that problem. This is probably the last year that Santa is still mostly real for her, and she will ask for anything. A Unicorn, a pony, a REAL kid-sized BMW.<\/p>\n<p>Me, I am too busy thinking of what I must get for everyone else that it feels like a burden. I know what Christmas is all about: all the other people. And I like giving gifts!<\/p>\n<p>A few years ago I was walking down the street, and saw a man standing at a bus stop. &#8220;All the busses go out of service as soon as they pass me!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Where are you trying to go?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Pasadena.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, you need to stand on the other side of the street to catch the bus to Pasadena.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I know what bus I need, but they keep going out of service as soon as they get here.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I tried to tell him, three times. He was so sure of what he knew and that he understood what was going on, he couldn&#8217;t receive the information I was telling him.<\/p>\n<p>How about that.<\/p>\n<p>Holidays can be like that too.<\/p>\n<p>A couple years ago, Chris bought me a kindle for Christmas! Oh, thank you baby! How sweet! How nice!<\/p>\n<p>I tried one or two books on it and then let it gather dust. I knew I liked the feel and smell of physical books.<\/p>\n<p>And there it sat&#8230;for more than a year, until I came to the end of a book, a first in a compelling trilogy and I HAD to read the next one. They didn&#8217;t have it at the library or bookstore, so kindle it was.<\/p>\n<p>I now have more than 200 books in my kind library, 90% of which I&#8217;ve read. I often make buying choices based on whether it is available in kindle. I&#8217;ve upgraded to the Paperwhite and love it.<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t even let myself have it for several years. Like the stubborn man at the wrong bus stop, I was so sure of myself that I missed out.<\/p>\n<p>So here is a call to action, Wonder Readers. This holiday season, open up and see what you can receive. Yes, presents and stockings and baked goods and drinks.<\/p>\n<p>But maybe try new things. Let your musical relatives know you&#8217;d be interested in hearing a new song or artist, and the sorts of things you like, rather than dreading having to hear THEIR noisy favorites that you can&#8217;t stand. Tell them what you like and let them surprise you with what they know.<\/p>\n<p>Ask about books, or recipes or movies or hobbies. See what else there is to experience in this wide world.<\/p>\n<p>There is so much more than any of us have time for!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s the holiday season. I had to pick up a package from the post office (not a present), and I was commiserating with the postal worker. &#8220;Lift from the knees. 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