Comments on: Lessons in Gratitude: I Opened That Box and Couldn’t Stop Crying http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/2012/09/i-cried-like-a-baby-when-i-opened-that-box/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=i-cried-like-a-baby-when-i-opened-that-box Mon, 13 May 2013 18:20:57 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.5.1 By: jeweliette23 http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/2012/09/i-cried-like-a-baby-when-i-opened-that-box/#comment-5571 jeweliette23 Wed, 12 Sep 2012 14:30:17 +0000 http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/?p=4093#comment-5571 Beautiful story! Too bad you can’t track down that woman as an adult to thank her for what the gift means to you today.

]]> By: One Frugal Girl http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/2012/09/i-cried-like-a-baby-when-i-opened-that-box/#comment-5557 One Frugal Girl Wed, 12 Sep 2012 01:08:50 +0000 http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/?p=4093#comment-5557 I’m glad to know I’m not the only one that acted this way. It’s tough to accept life graciously when you are so young. Did you dislike her for other reasons or did you continue to dislike her because of the gift she provided?

]]> By: Sense http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/2012/09/i-cried-like-a-baby-when-i-opened-that-box/#comment-5555 Sense Tue, 11 Sep 2012 04:17:07 +0000 http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/?p=4093#comment-5555 (by “laptop desk”, I mean it was a flat, hard surface with an attached bean-bag pillow underneath thing. It was designed for your lap, to have something hard to press down on while writing, with that soft bottom for comfort–maybe for the bed? I never, ever used it.)

]]> By: Sense http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/2012/09/i-cried-like-a-baby-when-i-opened-that-box/#comment-5554 Sense Tue, 11 Sep 2012 04:09:04 +0000 http://www.onefrugalgirl.com/?p=4093#comment-5554 That is a sweet story. That poor woman! But you were a kid…disappointment is hard to hide at those ages, and has a lasting impact.

You aren’t the only one: I remember I received a laptop desk for my secret santa gift in 3rd grade. I was incredibly disappointed, too, and definitely didn’t hide it well, I shoved it aside and went to play with my friends, abandoning the gift til it was time to go home. I was known as shy and smart and I guess my secret santa classmate thought all I did was study (??). We were never friends, but after that, I decided I really didn’t like the gift giver and never spoke to her again as long as we were in school together (til 6th grade).

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