On presents ...
As the rest of the family and I were wishing one of my
aunt’s for her birthday on the family WhatsApp group today, one of them asked
what presents she got from the husband and son. To which she said her husband
himself is a gift. Well done on being noble mami. Too bad the rest of the world
is not like that.
My response to that was spontaneous, not that it would have
been any different even if I thought first before speaking. What more could you
expect from someone like me other than to have my way in it. Pls don’t spoil
the market for the rest of the world, especially me.
Here I am, 2 weeks after my birthday, still holding on to my
husband’s amazon log in and adding things to his wish list which will
ultimately head over to the order basket, while short listing the list of
things I could possibly ask my mother as my birthday present.
I genuinely started thinking why is it that I’m so obsessed
with presents. I don’t remember when I first started this, but all I know is
that I never stopped. I think I tried to stop asking twice, but it never
worked, I asked for something as a present a day after my birthday, or maybe
that was during some Christmas time. There was once when I actually cried cos
my mother didn’t get my any Christmas presents when others kids got a lot and
were telling me about it. Erm, minute detail to note here is that I wasn’t a
kid when this happened.
There were times when people were making fun of me because
of my lists. Actually, people still are.
Did it bother me? Not at all! Otherwise I wouldn’t have replied to my aunt this
morning the way I did, would I?
There were also times when I was told it was wrong to expect
from others. I partially agree to that. But my mother and husband don’t fall
under ‘others’ category. So that’s not applicable to me.
There was once when someone said, “Chumi, you are so old
now, and you already have everything you want! What more could you possibly
want?!!”, which got me thinking.
I actually have more than what I need and want, and yet, I
still want presents on my birthday. I make excuses that it’s my birthday and
start creating my lists for the year. Could it be because I grew up and got
used to being showered with everything I asked for? Most likely. But the thing
is, it’s not like I only get things for my birthday. If that were to be true,
it would be my birthday every day of the year because I get everything I want
all the time!
Is it only children who should ask for gifts and receive
presents for their birthdays? Absolutely not! Even if it is, dear mum and
husband, I am still a child for both of you, so there’s no way you will ever
see the end of my lists. =D
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