My dad was a last minute shopper. The 23rd & 24th were his favorite times to shop, and that is why my sister and I often received gift cards. My mom did the shopping from "them", but Dad wanted things that were just from him. In fact, the year he died my mom still went out and purchased a few gift cards for us just so he could be a part of our Christmas one last time.
This style of shopping continued with the kids. He wanted to find something that would be "fun" and that the kids would really want. This prompted last minute phone calls and sometimes I would struggle to think of something just right at the last minute...let alone if he could actually find it. The last year he was alive he called as we were waiting for church to begin. That means it was mid-afternoon on Christmas Eve...definitely waiting until the last minute. I remember being marginally annoyed that he was calling at that point as I was in church. And yet, I sure would've loved to get that phone call today. I'm so grateful for the memories, and so grateful for the blessings in life.
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