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Who is your Mother/Grandmother? ...the gift you give should fit that person!

Knowing what to get for Mother's Day can always be a problem. You cannot get the perfect gift until you ask yourself what your mother or grandmother is really like.  You are going to want a different gift for the active woman than you are for the aging grandmother.  One size does not fit all.

My husband shared a picture a friend had sent him.  It was a family photo taken 60 years ago.  Front and center stood the grandmother in her dark suit, corsage at the shoulder, and sensible shoes.  The bun we could not see but knew was there was covered by a black hat and a veil. The stern look on her face told us that she was not to be trifled with and her face was sunken telling a tale of false teeth and yearning for corn on the cob. She was the quintessential grandmother of her era.  There are very few like her left in this day and age.

My Mother and Father 51 years ago.  Times have changed!
But what does a mother/grandmother look like today...is she working, retired, beautiful and stylish, fit and mentally active? You tell me.  Mother's Day is next Sunday and grandmothers/mothers are on our mind.  If you are going to find the gift or attention that fits that person in your life, you need to know who she really is.  You tell me...what is your mother/grandmother like?  Give it some thought so the gift you give fits the person you are giving to.

Link to every post I have ever written about gift giving for all age groups:

The Perfect Gifts

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  1. You make a very good point. I think most of us fall back on the standard flowers and cards which although a nice thought are not necessarily personal. Spending a little time to gift that perfect whatever can make a memorable day even that much more special. I am off to the mall - the clock is ticking! Thanks for the thought.

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