This time I wandered over to the children's section and started picking out things for Joey's birthday in July. But now I know I will give him these things before then, next weekend in fact, in Desert Hot Springs. On my way somewhere else in there, I caught a look at a large book of photographs by Annie Leibowitz, with words, but not a lot of them, by Susan Sontag (did I spell that right?). It is called Women. I took it to a chair and started looking through it and loved it loved it loved it. It struck me that Tina would love it as well. So I plan to give it to her next weekend (weekend after this one, that is). But I didn't have enough money to buy it yesterday so I put it on hold.
I left the store feeling really good. I love it when I find something I think someone I know will love, and getting it, and I love it even more when it is unexpected. Of course we all like to be appreciated, I suspect. Maybe that's all it is with me. But hey, not entirely. I think it's not only nice to find gifts that are special for someone else but it is a gift itself - to be thinking of those others. I am always looking for such negative ways to explain what I do, and why? Sometimes I do things because I actually care about others. So I'm admitting that.