Thursday, December 29, 2011

Cassy's Corner- The Most Special Gift


It’s now four days after Christmas and I’m still fighting tears. As I have mentioned before, this was the first Christmas in 30 years of marriage that my husband and I had alone. Alone- what a miss choice of words. Together. Just without kids, parents, friends or others. Just us, well and two Golden Retrievers.

The tears I mention have nothing to do with our solitude. No. They have to do with a  most special gift I received. I will tell you about it.

My family sent us wonderful personal presents. I have delightful cards my father designs and my mother mass produces. I am a card person (should you want to know) so these are doubly special. One daughter sent us a unique salt rock slab- huge like a platter- for grilling foods along with books about how to do it. As you have probably learned, we are rather serious about our cooking. Our other daughter has kids to care for. These are children hospitalized with serious and often tragic conditions. She took the money that she would have spent on gifts for us and went crazy at Target. Christmas Eve she played Santa and HO-HO’d the halls of the hospital where she is a doctor.

My heart twisted with all that arrived both at our home and through the images of others. Yet, my tears came with another present. I wrapped more cookbooks, books on travel, books on more  interesting topics than you can imagine. My dear husband has many months of reading ahead of him. Plus, there are a few I snuck in for myself. No, those weren’t the ones that caught me in surprise. I’d bought those. A bit of a theme here for our family.

After opening the new pajamas with dogs all over, the earrings I have worn since Christmas, the books on writing—I was handed the special gift. In September we spent a month at our house in Italy. My husband had insisted we renew our wedding vows, this was for the second time. I’ve married this guy three times. He is the romantic of this duo.

I didn’t know that he had chronicled the month at the extent he had. He was taking pictures, sure, but not as I had understood.

I opened a beautiful package wrapped in silver paper. Inside was a book. A true book. Not spiral bound. Not from Kinkos. A real book filled with color photographs that went on for nearly 50 pages. A book about our celebration, our friends, our time together.

So, four days after Christmas I am still holding my breath at moments. I love the trinkets; I confess I do. But, I would trade them all in for one copy of this book. 

12 comments:

Lindsay said...

Tears of love and joy go out to you and your special one.
May you have 30 more

Cassy Pickard said...

Lindsay, thanks as always. What other stories do folks have to share?

Anita Clenney said...

Oh Cassy war a great gift. Your husband must be delightful....and thoughtful. I'm glad you had such a special gift for your first Christmas alone.

Anita Clenney said...

I despise typing on my iPhone. WAR a great gift??? WHAT a great gift is what I meant . :)

Rhonda Lane said...

Wow. How did he manage that without you knowing? Amazing! So special. Belated congratulations on your anniversary and always timely wishes for many more years together.

Liz Lipperman said...

How romantic, Cassy. He is definitely a keeper.

As for me, sorry I have been missing for a few days. I think I mentioned I was in Virginia at a funeral. It wa expected but still sad.

Barbie Jo Mahoney said...

Cassy you have ME tearing up and it's not even my gift! Wow. And to think you've married this gem of a man 3 times! How very blessed you are!!! You know, people can shower you with wonderful gifts, but it's the ones that truly come from the heart that mean the most.

I use every morning and will treasure forever a coffee mug given to me for mothers day by my children. A mug sounds silly, but it was the fact that at age 7, 6 & 3, my lovelies remembered a trip to the zoo where we spent all day and I told them how much I loved wolves and bears the best and in the gift shop I pointed out a mug with a wolf on it. They remembered and dragged my husband there to buy it for me. I smile every morning when I take it out of the cupboard for my coffee.

How many times have you stopped and looked at your book? ;-)

Cassy Pickard said...

Anita: Thanks for your kind words. He is a pretty guy. I've decided to keep him!

Cassy Pickard said...

Rhonda: Thanks so much for stopping by. Great to see you here. Yup, anyone who can put up with me, gets to stay around. I have warned him, though about crackers in bed.

Cassy Pickard said...

Barbie Jo: My book right here on my desk. He also printed two extras so we can give one to each of our daughters. We just returned from Boston this morning seeing our doctor daughter and he gave her a copy. It sits proudly on her mantle.

Katy Lee said...

Aw, what a great guy you have! Enjoy the memories!

Cassy Pickard said...

Katy: Thanks. But, truly, we all have memories that are dear. This is only one.