Jen's post here made me remember ...
Years ago, at a market in Bangkok, I had bought a bunch of very cheap but colourful knitted Christmas stockings. There were very large, very long (3-4 feet long) stockings, and shorter, more "traditional" style stockings. They were so cheap, and so plentiful, that I bought a bunch. Dozens in fact! (I suspect I bought them at different times, forgetting I'd bought so many the time before. That's what often happens at Chatuchak, the weekend market in Bangkok. But that's another story.)
I'd imagined having these for our kids, and all the cousins coming to visit for family Christmases. When it was obvious this wasn't going to happen, only two months after I learned I'd never have children, Christmas approached. It was going to be a difficult Christmas, one which conveniently ended up being an adults-only Christmas. But those Christmas stockings in the bottom of the Christmas decorations box were a painful reminder. And so I wrapped up the stockings, and sent them off to brothers (in-law) and sisters with one for every member of the family, explaining why I was giving it to them, and that I hoped they would use them and have many great memories from them, and hopefully think of us and how much we loved their kids in the process.
I don't know if those stockings are ever used. I don't want to know if they're not. But I do know it made me feel lighter, and happier, to think that some children would be getting pleasure on Christmas Day as a result. Even if they weren't my kids. (And the positive thing about over-shopping - I have enough for my nieces'/nephews' kids if they have them!)