In our local Ingles store shopping for bird seed, I noticed a woman about my age standing in the aisle looking at a rack of toys. I will mention that she was quite beautiful. She was also a tad distraught. She caught my eye and shook her head.
“I just can’t find anything for her Easter basket!”
“Really,” I answered. “What are you looking for?”
You know how you are in a store when someone is looking for something? You think you ought to help. So I gave it a shot, even though I’m always a little lost in that store. It doesn't take much to get me turned around and overwhelmed by the sheer selections there after 10 years in an Eskimo village where even the concept of fresh fruit was just a rumor, much less the idea of wall of colorful toy selections.
“Just any things she doesn’t already have. And she has all of these already in her basket. I want to make her an Easter basket and she already has everything!”
“Oh, well then, she's pretty lucky, I think.”
“But what am I going to put in her Easter basket. Every cat toy here, she already has!”
Oh, my. We really were talking about a cat! Probably a very good cat, but still a cat who had everything.
“Maybe get her something she already has." Ever helpful, that's just who I am. Okay, with a little touch of the bossy judgment thing thrown in, but helpful, don't you think?
“I know I sometimes have two of things and still enjoy them. She’ll probably just enjoy unwrapping whatever you get her.” Still helpful, see?
Beautiful lady mused on this a moment. “Well, maybe.”
We exchanged smiles and she walked away empty handed. I’m pretty sure she has come up with something—that cat won’t be disappointed Easter morning.