The Gift of Giving

So - it was my friends birthday yesterday and all day - I - myself- could not wipe the smile off of my face.

I was happy, filled with jokes and compliments, absolutely giddy.

Why? you ask...

Because she loved the gift I gave her, and I loved that she loved it.

Corney right? Maybe - but I think there is something to be said for finding joy in making others happy.

I have always been the type of person who likes to give more than get. It has been something that has defined me among those who know me. I like to give - and expect absolutely nothing except your happiness and a thank you in return.

I create, choose, ponder, give all things with much thought and consideration - and by then I feel as though I am emotionally invested in the whole thing.

So - I got to see my friend open her gift via webcam (A Vintage Art Deco Repo 18kt GF Onyx Pointer Ring like something right off of Maleficients finger with a DVD copy of the now-vaulted Sleepy Beauty to accompany it) and the entire time I was biting my nails and then exploding with happiness and self satisfaction at her reactions to what I had bestowed upon her. Then, knowing that I contributed to a great start to a special day for someone else - I was filled with happiness that seeped out of every oraface - hence making others near me happy as well.

Seemed like a win win situation to me.