Like many of you, there are some items in my home that I really treasure.
I posted about this one quite a few years ago,
but I would really love to revisit the story all over again.
It is a little long, but I hope you will read it anyway.
One day, I was shopping in a favorite local shop when
I noticed a painting on the wall.
It was a painting of a building---the very building the shop was located in.
I thought it was amazing!
In the corner of the painting, I saw the artist's business card,
as well as an approximate price.
It was quite expensive and rightfully so,
considering the work & detail involved.
I went home and told my husband all about it,
saying that, "if we ever had money to throw away,
I would love to have a watercolor painting done of our house."
That was it, end of story.
I never mentioned it again.
Forward to a year later, Christmas Eve 2002.
We had just finished opening gifts with my family
when suddenly there appeared a strange, unwrapped box.
Having no idea who it was for, I looked around the room, puzzled,
and noticed everyone was looking at me.
My husband was taping me with the video camera,
which was unusual, so I figured this box must be for me.
I took one peek inside the box and realized what it was.
I looked over at my husband in disbelief and said,
Through tears, I pulled the painting out of the box, completely shocked.
One look at it and I couldn't stop crying.
Knowing how much I love our old home,
I couldn't believe my husband had this commissioned for me,
that he remembered it and surprised me with it.
(We don't always buy Christmas gifts for each other,
preferring to spend on the kids.)
This painting has remained one of my most favorite treasures.
I love it and I love my husband for surprising
me like he did. That, too, was perfection.
I hope you enjoyed my little story today.
Thanks for visiting and thanks for always being so kind to me.
I appreciate each & every one of you!