I will never forget it…
..my 6″2,” eyes of blue, blonde headed, drummer, jock husband had a tear in his eye. I was shocked as I rocked our 3rd baby and the 7-year-old and 5-year-old crowded around him to see what was in the box.
He looked straight at me and I could see I touched his soul with this gift. Did I spend a ton of money?
No…but I did go to the jewelers.
His grandfather had given him a pocket watch with a chain. He put it in his vest pocket when he wore his suit, but it had stopped working. I took it to the jewelers and paid a small fee to have it repaired. I wrapped it up and gave it to him as a gift.
When he first opened it, he seemed confused…until he heard it ticking. It was like I gave him a piece of his grandfather back.
Sometimes the best gift is to make something old new again, to repair or refurbish something precious with a lot of memories tied to it.
There’s still time to bring a tear to your loved ones eye.