Best present you ever got.

[Andtototoo]

1. My mother had this idea that I would like a sewing machine and to learn to sew. She was right -- I ended up being quite a seamstress and worked as a professional formal wear fitter.

2. My dh gave me the tremendous gift of time and effort in helping me to winterize my garden one year when I was feeling overwhelmed with life and my normal fun stuff -- gardening -- had become just another obligation.

3. A former boss gave me a work of art he had commissioned to be made for me when I left his employment.

 

[Princess_Meghan <3]

For my thirteenth birthday, my grandmother gave me the necklace she got from my great-grandmother for her 13th birthday. I cherished it when she gave it to me, and I cherish it even more now that she's gone- I like to wear it when I'm really missing her.

 

[indimom]

I had one of those wraparound wedding band/solitaire engagement rings. About seven years into our marriage I damaged the setting and lost the diamond. I was devastated. I tried to get the diamond replaced and was told that the setting was damaged beyond repair. It sat in my jewelry box until our 15th anniversary.

At some point, DH decided to try again and found an old-timer jeweler who wasn't afraid of a challenge. He rebuilt the entire ring. The box was setting on the kitchen table the morning of our anniversary. I was amazed, I hadn't even noticed the ring was missing and I certainly never believed I'd wear my original wedding ring again.

 

[PigletsPal2]

The best gift DH ever gave me was the gypsy life we led as Foreign Service officers. I love to travel, but as a one-income family, our trips when I was a child were all close to home.

Part of our wedding vows 45 years ago came from the Book of Ruth, when Ruth says to Naomi (mother of her late husband) "Entreat me not to leave thee, for whither thou goest I will go..." I never dreamed that it would lead me to live on six continents, in ten countries and give me the opportunity to visit more than 35 more countries.

We've lived here for eight years, the longest since we've been married, and I've got to admit, I'm getting a little antsy here...!

Queen Colleen

 

[sweetdana]

For my thirteenth birthday, my grandmother gave me the necklace she got from my great-grandmother for her 13th birthday. I cherished it when she gave it to me, and I cherish it even more now that she's gone- I like to wear it when I'm really missing her.

 

[sweetdana]

I had one of those wraparound wedding band/solitaire engagement rings. About seven years into our marriage I damaged the setting and lost the diamond. I was devastated. I tried to get the diamond replaced and was told that the setting was damaged beyond repair. It sat in my jewelry box until our 15th anniversary.

At some point, DH decided to try again and found an old-timer jeweler who wasn't afraid of a challenge. He rebuilt the entire ring. The box was setting on the kitchen table the morning of our anniversary. I was amazed, I hadn't even noticed the ring was missing and I certainly never believed I'd wear my original wedding ring again.

OMG that is soooooooooo nice.

I am not sure if my CH is this thoughtful.

 

[cheermom1]

Best present was my birth stone ring.

One christmas eve we went for last min items for our kids and I stopped at the jewelry and said wow I love that opal ring. Well I knew he didn't get it as were together that whole time and I never said anything before that.

On christmas day I found a little box hidden in the tree and it was MY opal ring! I was in awe like HOW did you do that???

Dh said that he had already bought the ring well before that night and knew when I stopped to look at it that it was a slam dunk!!

 

[Maryr1]

I have 2 favorite stories-both I will never forget.
I worked in a medical clinic where we saw many poor patients form all walks of life-they were all sick, and mostly elderly. One year an old old Jewish man was coming in every week for blood work. He was quiet as a mouse, dressed neatly but in old dirty clothes and always alone. We opened at 7:00 a.m. sharp and every Friday he was waiting for me when I arrived-no matter what time it was-6:15,6:30-he was always there when I went to enter the building. I think he must of taken the bus. He would wait while I set up, I would draw his blood he would thank me and leave. Every Friday. Wind, rain,snow,sun.... The week of Christmas he was there but as he got up to leave he quickly and quietly left a little wrapped gift on my desk-all tape and thumbs, no bow-and he hurried away before I could catch him to thank him. Inside was a Christmas pin that played "O Holy Night". I was amazed. What a nice man who probably spent his last few coins that month to buy a present for me....I still have that pin 20 years later and I wear it every holiday season.
My second favorite story also has to do with a patient-again a patient who had many struggles both health wise and financially. This woman was relativley young but had horrific arthritis. She raised her own sheep and sheared them and on the rare year that she got enough wool they would spin her wool seperately so that the wool she was returned was from her own sheep. I took care of her for many years and while we always wished each other happy holidays she wasn't a patient that would bring gifts or baked goods in as she was really poor and had trouble with her hands from the pain. One Christmas near the end of her life she came in with a large box, agian wrapped, all tape and thumbs and gave it to me. I was shocked and then speechless when I opened it-inside was a sweater knited by her for me-it was an over the head tunic in the color of raw wool (untreated). She had never measured me, asked me my size-nothing-and it fit like a glove! It had taken her 2 years to make it and she started it the last time she had her own wool returned to her because that was important to her. I still wear it and feel the love that she put into it. Sadly, she passed away shortly after she gave it to me but I know she knew how special that gift was to me. Both of these gifts never stop giving because each time I look at them and remember the people behind them I am reminded of the kind, generous, great people out there who were so kind to me along my own journey and I smile.

 

[bankgirl05]

Most romantic?
I had a boyfriend fill every empty jar, bottle vase, glass, coffee mug, several bowls and my bathtub with Daisies, my favorite flower. They were every where in my apartment, on every counter, table shelf. He actually stopped on the side of the road where they were growing wild in a field and picked them/ hacked them down with a utility knife, pulled them up by the roots... actually he wasn't my boyfriend until he did this!!!

He also packed a picnic lunch one other day and "kidnapped" me after class, we sat in median of the highway and waved as cars passed by honking at us.

 

[Phil'sFrontier]

When I was a kid I used to always get a new hockey stick on Christmas.

 

[NHdisneylover]

When we moved to Europes one thing I really missed was ICE. You ask for "a lot of ice" when you go out and they give you 3 or 4 little cubes.
We bought ice cube trays for home, but the tiny German freezer did not hold much and I like a LOT of ice in my drinks.

We had a very hot first summer. School here does not let out until the last week in July. DH was travelling almost every week. I was lonely.

One day, the doorbell rang and there was a package for me. DH had found a countertop ice machine for me on Amazon.de and ordered it as a surprise.

BEST. GIFT. EVER.
The fact that he knew i was lonely and knew I missed ice like I could have at "home" and found something I didn't even know existed to help with the ice part and just got it for no special occasion and sent it without saying a word was so sweet and so loving and just made me feel wonderful.

 

[Lisa loves Pooh]

Parental: I asked for a Gucci purse one Christmas and was STUNNED that my mom actually got it for me. It was the cheapest one they had, and had not strap as a result--but I was FLOORED.

Spouse: That is a toughie! But again, a label thing. I wanted something in a little blue box (Tiffany!) and he was out of town and shipped me a little blue box from Tiffany with a lovely ring. I think it is the love knot? (It has a looks like a knot on top.) That and the daisies. I was having a bad day on a trip and he sent me daisies to cheer me up with a quote from "You've Got Mail".

 

[IUTBAM]

I have 2 favorite stories-both I will never forget.
I worked in a medical clinic where we saw many poor patients form all walks of life-they were all sick, and mostly elderly. One year an old old Jewish man was coming in every week for blood work. He was quiet as a mouse, dressed neatly but in old dirty clothes and always alone. We opened at 7:00 a.m. sharp and every Friday he was waiting for me when I arrived-no matter what time it was-6:15,6:30-he was always there when I went to enter the building. I think he must of taken the bus. He would wait while I set up, I would draw his blood he would thank me and leave. Every Friday. Wind, rain,snow,sun.... The week of Christmas he was there but as he got up to leave he quickly and quietly left a little wrapped gift on my desk-all tape and thumbs, no bow-and he hurried away before I could catch him to thank him. Inside was a Christmas pin that played "O Holy Night". I was amazed. What a nice man who probably spent his last few coins that month to buy a present for me....I still have that pin 20 years later and I wear it every holiday season.
My second favorite story also has to do with a patient-again a patient who had many struggles both health wise and financially. This woman was relativley young but had horrific arthritis. She raised her own sheep and sheared them and on the rare year that she got enough wool they would spin her wool seperately so that the wool she was returned was from her own sheep. I took care of her for many years and while we always wished each other happy holidays she wasn't a patient that would bring gifts or baked goods in as she was really poor and had trouble with her hands from the pain. One Christmas near the end of her life she came in with a large box, agian wrapped, all tape and thumbs and gave it to me. I was shocked and then speechless when I opened it-inside was a sweater knited by her for me-it was an over the head tunic in the color of raw wool (untreated). She had never measured me, asked me my size-nothing-and it fit like a glove! It had taken her 2 years to make it and she started it the last time she had her own wool returned to her because that was important to her. I still wear it and feel the love that she put into it. Sadly, she passed away shortly after she gave it to me but I know she knew how special that gift was to me. Both of these gifts never stop giving because each time I look at them and remember the people behind them I am reminded of the kind, generous, great people out there who were so kind to me along my own journey and I smile.

Beautiful! Love these stories. But now I need a tissue...sniffle...

My children have given me some amazing gifts over the years...while my DH on the other hand...well, let's just say I buy my own gifts now, lol.

I suppose the best gift I've ever gotten was seeing the happiness in my DD's eyes the day HER dream came true this past summer...when she received the gift of a (amazingly pedigreed thoroughbred) horse from a complete stranger, who came to her through a series of events that could only be described as a miracle....it proved to us beyond a shadow of a doubt that everything happens for a reason, and that dreams do come true.

 

[dngnb8]

What is the best present romantic or otherwise you ever got.

For me when Dh and I were dating he filled my entire apt up (okay like 400 sq feet) with balloons. He ordered a gross of balloons. It was so wow. I saw nothing but balloons. After 1 day they were starting to get a little flat, we took them all outside and let them go and it filled the whole sky. I wish I had taken a pic. But it was wow.. I plan on doing it for DD6 on her 16th b-day.


2nd to that in a non romantic way way the robot vaccum, as it takes 30 mins off my plate every week, and runs when I am not home. Replaced that sucker within 2 months after it broke with the new updated model.

I proposed to my wife on my Bday. She said yes. Best Present EVAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[spacemountainmom]

I have three "best gifts"

1. My grandma died when I was 11 months old. She gave my father (her only child) her mother's wedding ring and told him to give it to me on my 16th birthday. I wear it every day.

2. When dh and I were dating we always had to spend Christmas apart as I had to travel to have Christmas with family. One year on Christmas eve, he got off work and drove two hours to spend time with my family and my grandpa. I was completely suprised and touched that he would do that.

3. We went to WDW last January and my dh suprised me with a pair of pearl Mickey head earrings, "just because" he said. I love pearls and I love Mickey...win, win!

 

[monkeyboy]

Can't say on DIS

 

[anna_chronistic]

Best gift ever was for my 26th birthday. First, I was in Disney World for my birthday, which was fantastic and huge fun (Pirate and Princess Party on my b-day) ... but the best part was when I came home. My mom had cleaned my apartment top to bottom while I was gone, organized my stuff, just put hours and hours in. I cried. My apartment had been a bit of a wreck, and it was amazing to come home to this perfectly clean, organized place. Best gift eh-vuh!

 

[WDWBarb]

All of my best presents have been animals. The horse when I was in 4th grade (and became my best friend). The dog mom brought home when I was in 6th grade (also became my best friend). I have many more examples

Best non-living gift I ever received was my car, from my boss. Best boss ever.

 

[BeachGirlFLA]

The day before our wedding, my husband gave me our wedding present. My dad had gotten a Denver Broncos back to back championship buckle about six years ago. He told me I would get it when he died. I used to be really irresponsible and my dad was saying something about it back in June when he met my then boyfriend. Bill (my husband) defended me and said I wasn't that girl anymore. My dad (unbeknownst to me) called Bill outside and gave him the buckle saying "If you really think she's changed, give this to her when you think she's ready." When he gave it to me, Bill told me the story and gave me the buckle attached to an orange, blue, and white striped belt he had made himself (he has his own custom leather goods business.) To say that I cried is an understatement.

 

[Boston Tea Party]

I have 2 favorite stories-both I will never forget.
I worked in a medical clinic where we saw many poor patients form all walks of life-they were all sick, and mostly elderly. One year an old old Jewish man was coming in every week for blood work. He was quiet as a mouse, dressed neatly but in old dirty clothes and always alone. We opened at 7:00 a.m. sharp and every Friday he was waiting for me when I arrived-no matter what time it was-6:15,6:30-he was always there when I went to enter the building. I think he must of taken the bus. He would wait while I set up, I would draw his blood he would thank me and leave. Every Friday. Wind, rain,snow,sun.... The week of Christmas he was there but as he got up to leave he quickly and quietly left a little wrapped gift on my desk-all tape and thumbs, no bow-and he hurried away before I could catch him to thank him. Inside was a Christmas pin that played "O Holy Night". I was amazed. What a nice man who probably spent his last few coins that month to buy a present for me....I still have that pin 20 years later and I wear it every holiday season.
My second favorite story also has to do with a patient-again a patient who had many struggles both health wise and financially. This woman was relativley young but had horrific arthritis. She raised her own sheep and sheared them and on the rare year that she got enough wool they would spin her wool seperately so that the wool she was returned was from her own sheep. I took care of her for many years and while we always wished each other happy holidays she wasn't a patient that would bring gifts or baked goods in as she was really poor and had trouble with her hands from the pain. One Christmas near the end of her life she came in with a large box, agian wrapped, all tape and thumbs and gave it to me. I was shocked and then speechless when I opened it-inside was a sweater knited by her for me-it was an over the head tunic in the color of raw wool (untreated). She had never measured me, asked me my size-nothing-and it fit like a glove! It had taken her 2 years to make it and she started it the last time she had her own wool returned to her because that was important to her. I still wear it and feel the love that she put into it. Sadly, she passed away shortly after she gave it to me but I know she knew how special that gift was to me. Both of these gifts never stop giving because each time I look at them and remember the people behind them I am reminded of the kind, generous, great people out there who were so kind to me along my own journey and I smile.

So touching! Thanks for warming my heart.