garnetsilver
Truth Seeker
This wasn't a re gifting story, but I wanted to share it anyway. One year I was feeling really down, almost like giving up. I had moved into a strange city and didn't really have friends or family nearby. A volunteer at a woman's shelter used to invite me to call her (she was on the very late night shift) and she would talk to me. So it was near the holidays, and I was alone, and feeling very blue. She encouraged me to list all the things I would buy for myself for Christmas if I had the funds.
When she saw how down I was, she asked me if I was at all curious about a Christmas surprise she had planned for me. It was hard to care at the moment, but my curiousity was aroused. On Christmas day, a volunteer showed up at my door with a huge box. In it was everything I had mentioned! Nothing really expensive, but there was a large crock pot, which I still use, and I always think of her when I use it. She knew that by getting me to be interested about my surprise, it would lift me out of the blues, and it did.
When she saw how down I was, she asked me if I was at all curious about a Christmas surprise she had planned for me. It was hard to care at the moment, but my curiousity was aroused. On Christmas day, a volunteer showed up at my door with a huge box. In it was everything I had mentioned! Nothing really expensive, but there was a large crock pot, which I still use, and I always think of her when I use it. She knew that by getting me to be interested about my surprise, it would lift me out of the blues, and it did.