Where's the joy in birthdays when you know what you are going to get?
Where's the exhilaration of opening a package when you already know what;s inside?

Why are we all so careful that we cannot be slightly off the mark, such that we must get a specifically requested item?
Or is it just pure laziness for lack of wanting to be thoughtful, wanting to understand the person, and know what they would like without having to outwardly ask them.

It is a great feeling to rip open a present to find something you really like, not because you told the person to get it for you, but rather, because they knew exactly what to get you.

The best part about presents is not really the item itself, but the sentiment and thought that comes with it. Like a confirmation of appreciation, trust, understanding.

Anyday id rather receive a handmade misshapen mug than a store bought pristine perfect shirt. The latter is dead, with no feelings attached to it...just something you could obtain for yourself at the nearest mall if you really had nothing better to do.

so please. Let's put some thought into our gifts, shall we?