Mom always thought herself the "fun" grandma, the gregarious grandma, the generous grandma. She gave numerous, unusual, often meaningless gifts, but almost all of these had some sort of monetary reward in them, so one had to open the entire gift. She also gave "group gifts. All the "boys" received "like" gifts, the "girls as well and the two groups of gifts were completely different and unrelated. We had to sit in those groups and open the gifts together in the order determined by the hostess. I. of course, had to add a wrinkle by handing a gift given to me to someone else and saying that I believed I received that particular gift in error and insisted on a trade. We all, then, "traded" the gifts seeminly endlessly. That, then, had to be included in every Christmas thereafter. Tradition.
So, in wondering how Mom was going to manipulate this Christmas, she left us a pre-wrapped gift purchased five years ago in anticipation of her passing. Below is are photos I took of the gift.
Ornament from Mom
Accompanying poem
It is a really nice gesture and I'm glad she did this for us all, but I am happier that she had the reassurance that she would be in heaven. We will speak of her frequently during the holidays. She will be with us still. Thanks, Mom.
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