The Last Christmas

I had an unusual question pop into my head today. It’s not something I think about too much and I tend not to be morbid, but I thought I’d pose this question anyway: if you knew this was the last Christmas you’d spend with someone, what gift would you buy him or her?

Again, I don’t mean to be morbid, but I’ve thought about this a bit.

Maybe the best last gift you’d ever buy someone is the gift of you. More specifically, I mean you taking your time and spending it with that person. Taking about what they want to talk about. Going through old photo albums.

It doesn’t have to be your 88-year old grandmother. It could be anyone. After all, no one is guaranteed a tomorrow, much less a next Christmas.

So who would it be? And what would it be?

Maybe that’s what you should get that person for Christmas. In case you’re stuck for what to buy him or her.