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Posted: Sep. 8, 2002
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What is the best gift that you ever received?
Shopping during YuleTide can make you crazy and there are some great gifts out there without a doubt. But not all of our most treasured gifts were found in a store. What gift came at just the right time for you? Which one-physical, spiritual or a special memory-do you treasure the most? What special gift are you hoping to give to someone this year?
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| I Have Received Some Elaborate Gifts In My 26 Years Celebrating Yule... ||Dec 1st. at 1:40:41 pm UTC|
|Colleen Hawkins (Long Beach, California US) ||Age: 26 - Email |
I have received some elaborate gifts in my 26 years celebrating Yule/Christmas. Family and friends I have grown up with have always had good amounts of money so they buy extravagant gifts for their loved ones in hopes of showing their love and appreciation for the relationship with the receiver. To this day I can't remember many specific items I have received over the holidays. Clothes, money, expensive electronics, jewelry etc. Nothing jumps out at me with an emotional significance, except for one seemingly simple gift I received in 1991. My high school boyfriend, who's family also had vast amounts of money, gave me a gift I will remember for the rest of my life. It wasn't flashy or expensive, given with the hopes of retaining my heart. It wasn't something he mindlessly picked out at Nordstrom or Macy's or had his mother find the perfect gift for his long term girlfriend. Thankfully, it was none of those things. He merely brought me to his house on Christmas Eve and sat me in front of a warm crackling fire with a cup of hot chocolate. Next to me stood the biggest most beautifully decorated tree. It was a lovely scene...all dark except for a few candles, tree lights and the magnificent fire. I thought this must be a special gift he was about to give due to the loving and well put together atmosphere he had created. He returned in to the living room with his guitar and sat next to me. As he started to play the first few gorgeous chords, my heart sank. I knew what was to come. The lyrics to the song triggered every emotion I had ever felt and some I never knew I had. His eyes never left mine as he continued to sing and play. Upon finishing the song, tears were streaming down my face and his . He had written this song for me, about me, about us. I knew this was my gift. From that moment on, I knew that no amount of money or elaborate offering could ever compare to a gift that someone gives you, literally, from their heart and soul.
| My Father Has A Brain Tumor And This Past Year Has Been... ||Dec 1st. at 9:41:15 pm UTC|
|Erinn (San Francisco, California US) ||Age: 13 - Email |
My father has a brain tumor and this past year has been a difficult one. I may not have ever gotten through it without the love, support and friendship of my eighth grade classmates. So with that I will start the story of the greatest gift I have ever gotten and will probably ever get:
It was a blustery day in early October and I was living in my own little world. I almost felt as if I was floating through life. My class had just gone on a field trip to the worst play we've ever seen and none of us were too happy. Well, we got to the classroom and only after I had unwrapped myself from yards and yards of scarves, jackets and sweaters, I realized my Mom was there and about every other mom in the class! Suddenly our teacher Mrs. Vollert, one of the most extrordinary, one-in-a-million people I have ever had the pleasure to meet, stood up ( all 26 year old, 5' and 9" of her ) and told the class to sit down, but for me to come up to the front. Her chocolate brown eyes were warm and her cheeks were glowing as she lifted out a gigantic flowered gift bag. I had no clue. She told me what a blessing I was to the class and to her and how she loved me and the class loved me. I was floored, i had heard her say this many other times to me, but not quite like this. She plunked the bag on the table in front of me and crouched down so she could look into my eyes ( Since I am only 4' 8" ) and give me a big comfy hug. She pulled out the heavy white garbage bag inside the flowery bag and had me touch it and guess what it was. I have to say I had a clue, but I am not going to tell you. I opened up the garbage bag and out slid a shimmering cloak. It was the one I had wanted for months! The soft velvet slid like water through my fingers as I hugged it close. The cloak was a deep green with a rich red wine colored lining and a silver celtic knot clasp. Mrs. Vollert lowered it over my shoulders and hooked it around my neck. I could just feel the love radiating from it and so I gave Mrs. Vollert the biggest hug I could. I tried to say a few words of gratitude, but I got all choked up and instead hugged every single one of my 32 classmates. They revealed the large conspiricy of love piece by piece. Mrs. Vollert and my friend Kelsie copied the journal entry that had been assigned in class the day before. The question had been something like, " If you had an unlimited budget and could have any piece of clothing, what would it be?" I had described the cloak and every single one of my friends pitched in their money to have a professional seamstress sew it for me. Later they gave me a book of letters and poems written by them to me and about me. I felt like I was cradled in a safe, warm blanket of love and a few days later I woke from my depression. That was the greatest gift of all.
| The Best Gift I Received Came As Knowledge During A Very Difficult... ||Dec 2nd. at 8:37:47 am UTC|
|Karen Fuller (Cortland, New York US) ||Age: 46 - Email |
The best gift I received came as knowledge during a very difficult time in my life, twenty-one years ago. My daughter had been "abducted" by her father on November 3rd and we had no idea of her whereabouts. After trying to locate them through the authorities without success I went through the process of meditation and prayer. Late February of the following year I went to sit down on the bed and in that insant knew that I would have my daughter in my arms again on March 4th. I felt I would know where she was prior to that, but that would be the day I would hold her.
The Lady gave me this gift, which was to be true.
The best gift I received was to have my daughter in my arms again.
| The Best Gift I Have Ever Recieved Was A Cup Of Coffee... ||Dec 2nd. at 7:39:06 pm UTC|
|Anubis (huntington, West Virginia US) ||Age: 16 - Email |
the best gift i have EVER recieved was a cup of coffee by my mother when i had just gotten home from a bad break up. mother's are always to be blessed.
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