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I've always loved Christmas, so I expected our first Christmas together to be something extra special. He would buy me a romantic gift or two, we would gaze into each other's eyes, and it would be the most perfect Christmas any couple ever had. A couple of weeks before Christmas, a rather large box appeared under the tree for me. I was so excited! A large box meant a large, exciting gift!
On Christmas morning, there was at least one other box under the tree for me, but it was much smaller. All I could see was that huge box. So I dug into that magnificent-looking gift and, much to my surprise - and, I must admit - my disappointment, that huge box contained a decidedly UNromantic . . . vacuum cleaner!
Wes immediately saw my face fall and the light go out in my eyes. He knew he'd made some kind of mistake, but he couldn't understand what had happened when I opened that vacuum cleaner. You see, in his family, there would always be one fun gift and one practical gift. So that's what he'd done for me. He had no idea I'd had my expectations running high for something fun and romantic and marvelous!
How we laugh about that silly vacuum now! It was a much-needed gift, because I'd been sweeping the carpet in our tiny mobile home with a broom. I was so young and immature as a young bride at age 19 that I didn't see the love in that practical gift. Needless to say, he's never given me anything quite that practical since then, but I have also learned that my man loves me dearly and was showing it by giving me something I could definitely use.
And the fun, romantic gift I hadn't expected? A beautiful gold watch from Kay's, with a tiny diamond at the top. It no longer works and the glass has a crack across the face, but I still have it, 28 years later.
The vacuum died a long time ago, too, but I didn't keep it! ;)
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