I am not talking just because it was cool. I mean sentimental value what is the best thing you ever got?
It wasn’t exactly a gift, but then again it was. When my mom passed away two years ago, my brothers sold the ‘home’ place to me for the appraisal value. They could have easily sold it to me for the market value, which would have been at least $15,000 to $20,000 more. I’m the only girl in the family and they wanted to see the house go to me. I consider it a gift of love. They still at least got some part on an inheritance, and I have the home we grew up in.
Thank you, you are the first person ever to reply to one of my threads.
The best gift. That’s tough. I have been truly blessed in my life. The best gift from the Lord above would have to be my kids. They are truly treasures and I feel privileged to be their mother.
Next best gift would have to be time. Time with my beloved each day on the 'net, drawing us ever closer together. Even though that’s a bit bittersweet, since I can’t touch him, kiss him and hold him close except in thought…
Well, the kids thing is uppermost, but as far as tangible gifts go…
My Gramma died last year–at 101, no less–and my mother gave me the opal ring my Gramma wore every day for as long as I can remember. By rights, it should have gone back to the family who gave it to her, but they agreed that since she always said she wanted me to have it, I should. I can’t express the impact of seeing it off Gramma’s hand and on mine. I know, I know, people we care about are always with us…but with this ring I carry all the memories of the things we did together. Gosh, I miss her hugs…
Yep, pretty sentimental, this ring.
Every drawing my brother ever gave me. sob
A lovely framed (candid) photo of me and my horse.
A wedding haiku.
This one is kinda strange by most standards, but I can’t look at it and not think about the place and time I was when I got it… so it’s got a lot of sentimental value.
It’s a nine-volume set of Marx and Engels’ selected works in Russian. It was given to me by a really good Russian friend of mine when I was living in St. Petersburg - a Christmas gift. I was really down at the time, being so far from home and the short days were even giving me some SAD. What really got me was that my friend was a student and they didn’t make a whole hell of a lot from their stipends. He still won’t tell me how much he paid for it.
Brittainy, I am glad you are not fishing for gifts here. I left my copy of the paper with women’s underwear ads in the bathroom.
That suprises me, since you are a NOT-SO-TEENAGE boy.
If anyone feels they want to give me the best gift I have ever recieved, I say go for it!