I'm finding more than ever that it really isn't the gift/item itself that is meaningful -- but the thought BEHIND the gift that touch one's heart. Sometimes those gifts are small --as when my dh brings home raspberries in the middle of winter for me to enjoy on my cereal, or when my daughter calls to share a special moment or something her daughter did to make her laugh. Or, like these art supplies, when my son 'saw and recognized' me -- as I continue my quest to learn to sketch and watercolor. These 'gifts' represent too a bit of time -- going out of one's way to pick up the phone, shop an unfamiliar store, search for the 'unusual.'
These are the gifts that stand out and are remembered and cherished -- the gifts that say "I see YOU -- I see what makes you happy" - and here's something that let's you know -- I SEE YOU."
To me, these acts of love, whether presented as a phone call, a pencil or a special treat, are what gift-ing is all about. They're wrapped in recognition, time, and sharing ....and last a lifetime.