Gifts for 65 year old woman
I’m 65-year-old grandmother, a semi-invalid with a husband, five living children (we lost one almost three years ago), and a Ph.D. Last year I got mainly gift certificates for book stores for Christmas.
This is what I always get for Christmas, because everybody knows that I read all the time. Besides an indeterminate number of paper books–it used to be 4000 but I think it’s down to about a thousand, both because I now live within two blocks of a library and because I have been slowly replacing paper books with electronic books.
I have three ebook readers–the original Rocket, which in some ways is still the best; the eBookwise, which was the first acceptable copycat of the Rocket and will do some things the Rocket won’t; and the Kindle, which is awkward in the way its buttons work and is not backlit, but it has the most available books of any commercial site, and provides instantaneous electronic download.
Once at two o’clock AM I suddenly needed a book about midwifery, in connection with a book I was writing. I went to the Kindle site and five minutes later I was contentedly reading my book.
Last year my stepdaughter gave me something totally unexpected. I had been wanting to see the new movie filmed in the Mayan language. I opened the package expecting to find a gift certificate, and there was the DVD of just the movie I wanted.
I squealed rather loudly and asked, “How did you know I wanted it?” She pointed to my husband. We watched the movie later in the afternoon. But in our family, we don’t go overboard on gifts.
Christmas is an I-love-you time. This year my son has given me a really different “Christmas gift.” He is adopting a mixed-race teenager named Richard–my newest but oldest grandson, whose picture is now on my dresser and whom I’m dying to meet. I think Richard will be my most memorable gift ever.
