I bought a present for Rett when things were going well. It arrived after things went awry, and it is something that only he can use. While we were talking on the phone, he shared with me that he was going to buy a kilt, not just a kilt, but the whole outfit, and when he says everything…he means it.
Being the person that I am, I took note of this, and I thought "I'll bet he won't think to buy a kilt pin." I am Scottish too, so I know about these things, and I know where to shop to find the best. So I set about to find him a high-quality pin for his kilt. I know that his clan has their own coat of arms, and hence I found a sterling silver pin with his coat of arms on it. I ordered it because it was the perfect gift. It also has his clan motto on it "Repairer of Ruins", ironic don't you think.
So, what do I do with it? I can not give it to anyone else. I can not throw it away.
For now, I put it in my jewelry box with my special mementos, and some day…maybe for his 50th birthday, I will send it to him - anonymously. It makes no sense for me to keep it, as it will only make me sad to look at it.
I like having someone to buy thoughtful gifts for, and they are not a token of love nor is there a need for them to be reciprocated. I just like to give gifts. I listen to what people say, so finding the perfect gift has never been difficult for me.
It is unusual when someone finds the perfect gift for me. I rarely ask for things, and detest when someone asks me what I want for my birthday, or for Christmas, because to me, that means that they haven't been listening to me…or they haven't heard me…or they don't know me. You shouldn't have to ask someone what they want…you should know.
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