
Gifts of one who loved me, --
'T was high time they came;
When he ceased to love me,
Time they stopped for shame.
from Essays: Second Series (1844)
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Have you ever sat there and wrecked your brain to come up with what you thought would be the perfect gift for someone special? I am sure you have, then you will also surely forgive me for my post today. (Am I allowed to vent?)
So I was faced with a decision about what to give. It was a special occasion and nothing seemed good enough. I made long lists in my mind of possible items that I could give, only to cross them out almost immediately. This one was too insignificant, that one too common, this one too elaborate, that one too impersonal. I needed a special gift for I had Khalil Gibran
Current Mood: Heartbroken
Current Music: Gift of Love - Bette Midler


