Every Christmas since maybe my college years, perhaps my mid-20s, my dad has ended the gift opening/exchange with a treasure hunt. Each family member has a stocking that contains a clue/riddle. We have to figure out the hiding place of the next clue which may or may not have a present with it. Typically, the gifts start small or less expensive and end with a pleasant surprise. This year, the hunts for myself and sister ended with Brahmin bags. My mom got her Brahmin under the tree. My dad also began the “tradition” of gifting the girls with similar gifts. When she pulled it out, I was asked if I would carry a purse like that, but I have not been a fan of that brand. When I saw my sister’s, I was even more convinced that I do not like these bags. However, when I found my beautiful Brahmin, I was pleasantly surprised but still not 100% sure I would carry it. I gave it a spin last night by taking it to church and realized it would fit my style!
Give love. Get love. Show love in 2019.
The Ready Writer 