The other day, my youngest son bought me some flowers. A couple of weeks earlier, my eldest son bought me Lemmings for my pc. Neither item was expensive and were given to me without much fuss and palaver, but with a hug and a kiss and with love. I love both of my gifts; the flowers are a joy to look at and the game is utter hilarity, but why I love them more is because they were given randomly. Not for Mother's Day, my birthday, Christmas or any other special reason, just bought for me because they thought of me and knew these items would make me happy.
I know that when the afore-mentioned special occaisions arrive, both my sons will ask me what gift I would like, where I would like to go to celebrate etc. and I thank the Gods for their thoughtfulness, but a random gift, costing no more that a couple of quid means more to me than a costly one bought for (mostly) commercial reasons. Nobody reminded them, there were no posters telling them not to forget to spend their hard earned money on ridiculously priced cards and expensive presents, they bought them because they just knew they would make me happy.
Such simplicity is precious and more valuable than Gold.
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