My answer to the Bloganuary January 4 prompt:
I’m not really a gift person.
Sometimes I just find it difficult to buy gift for people. Whether it is a birthday gift, or a souvenir when I am traveling. Unless the person explicitly tells me “Hey Gan, would you buy me this thing from that place please?”. Otherwise, I would often have doubts whether the person is going to appreciate or enjoy the things that I buy for them.
And when people give me gifts, if they are useful, then that’s great. If there are shared memories attached to it, then that’s even better. But I think most of the time, the gifts end up becoming just an object lying around.
I am lucky and fortunate enough that I can buy the things that I want. I am financially well and I do not need to worry too much about money.
Like my birthday gift for Matt, the greatest gift that someone could give me are things that money can’t buy.
Spending good quality time together.
Sharing good memories.
Companionship.
Mind and soul.
Best friends.
For life.
That’s the greatest gift one could ask for.
Shoulder to lean on,
Haiku on “Companionship”, generated by ChatGPT.
Laughter shared in the soft light,
Bond unspoken, strong.
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