It might sound cliche or insincere - but I sure hope not.
Homemade gifts, aka "tacky homemades" as my mother calls them, are the best gifts I receive. It would be easier for the giftgiver to pick out something to spend big bucks on, especially at Christmastime when we're bombarded by sales and free shipping offers. The challenge of a homemade gift is giving something of yourself - and that is so much more valuable to me.
Over the years I have received many from friends and family.
They never cease to delight me.
Just setting them out reminds me of happy times. Seeing them brings a smile to my face. They range from the simple...
...to the complex, and are a special gift from someone's hands and heart. The gifts from my mother are especially treasured - she puts her all into creating a thing of beauty. Not tacky in the least. Things made of thought, care, and love.
For her, it is a sincere expression - easier for her to do with her hands than her voice. A handmade gift is like wearing your heart on your sleeve. It requires work, forethought, creativity, really thinking of someone else, and it includes a little bit of you.
{It rarely snows here, but isn't my beanbag snowman perfect as a paperweight on my desk? I love him and his cute little hat. He will live here until Spring!}
As the years go by, they become like heirlooms to me, and I guard them by making sure they are out of harm's way!
Here are some tacky homemades from me:
I love creating a special gift, and receiving one, too. Nothing tacky about that.
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