One thing I've realized over the years is that I need less stuff. Less gifts that clutter up the home, less possessions ... just less.
What I want is more experiences.
For the past few years I've updated my bucket list with things I want to see, do, and experience. Granted, I'm yet to actually accomplish everything on the list each year, but it's there as a constant reminder that there is so much I still want to experience.
When my boyfriend and I were discussing Christmas gifts it became a bit of a 'thing'. He'd ask me for a list, I'd refuse to give it ... I asked him for a list, he'd tell me he'd give me one once I gave him mine. And so it went on. For weeks. We would laugh about it and then change the subject, but it was still there, hovering over us. I continued telling him that I didn't want things. I just want him to be here, I want to go on an adventure, or do something we would both enjoy. Together. That's what would make me happy. Of course that's what would make him happy too. And so even though I did end up putting a wish list together, he read over my bucket list and realized we had a lot of the same things we wanted to do. And so it was decided that instead of buying gifts (that we didn't really need), we would start crossing off items on our bucket lists. Together. We would carve out time to make an Italian dinner from scratch - roasting the garlic, making the pasta, sipping wine. Together. Because that's something on his list. And then we discussed visiting a lavender farm, and tapping maple trees, and when the best time to do those are, because they are on my list.