tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567396891390297082.post3895613393610001950..comments2012-05-23T23:05:09.112-04:00Comments on Dad Times Three: Any gift is specialScott Pickeringhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16580458858822531749noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567396891390297082.post-79676869951855384562012-01-02T10:24:59.343-05:002012-01-02T10:24:59.343-05:00My husband used to ask me what I wanted for birthd...My husband used to ask me what I wanted for birthdays, Christmas, etc. I always wanted something he struggled with to deliver, which made it even better to receive.<br /><br />A simple letter.<br /><br />It would have been easier for Jim to shop at the nearest jewelry store,but he did quickly realize those boxes would become dust collectors.<br /><br />Jim wrote beautiful reflective pieces on our relationship,our boys, and our lives in general. How he couldn't live without me despite my poor driving, you get the picture..<br /><br />He always signed it "Your My Special Girl". Jim always knew what I needed,sometimes before I did. <br /><br /> I have those priceless heirlooms of prose today, stolen from a moment in time,and whose currency far exceeds what any cold inanimate ounce of gold could bring.<br /><br />So yes, even the smallest of gifts are raised up in the eyes of their beholders based only on our love for them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1567396891390297082.post-74890479890864416242011-12-27T15:46:36.589-05:002011-12-27T15:46:36.589-05:00Thank you for writing this. You have a beautiful f...Thank you for writing this. You have a beautiful family. ~Tricia from the Hampton InnTricia Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641516124700318423noreply@blogger.com