I remember when I got tickets to coldplay. That was awesome. This christmas I got a book with japanese cooking, and other cooking helpers, not sure if that is a word. I love japanese food, so it made me most happy!
Oh,yeah, we didI tend to talk about it much I have to admit.It's issue which worries me still. Hmmm,I'm not sure. I think we can make peace - I have to say situation between us calmed down now.But our relationship will never be personal or close.For some reason dad is able to conversate just about neutral stuff we both like as archeology, hystory atc. Nothing personal.It's odd in my opinion and unpleasant cause you have totally foreign person around yourself. Somebody as colegue or classmate.I dunno why. But what I know fateher's parents were like this too My dad for some reason fails to see or respect anybody expect of himself.It wasn't so terrible with him when he was younger.It worsed.
Very tough to say, but of the ones that come to mind as physical gifts, probably my kitten Stitch about 11 years ago... As a toy-kind of gift I'd have to say the xBox 360. I take care of that thing like it's alive.
Hehe I play video-games with my boyfriend when he's home from work It's actually brought us closer together I think since we used to be in a long-distance-relationship and couldn't ever play together before.
My cat! His name was Bucky and Dad got him for me when I was 6. He lived up to this year, died 10 days after his birthday 22 human years + 10 days. He was there for everything good, everything bad, and loved me the whole way, and I loved him the whole way. Now it's Velveteen (even though she's not a gift from my Dad like Bucky, just a gift from God, she helps me a lot but I saved her life too).
She's my dumpster baby, someone threw her away I think she was 6 months or so. I had to look up her breed because I wasn't sure what she was either. Turns out she's a black and white Norwegian Forest Cat. She is very much the opposite of Bucky. Bucky was a huggable type of cat, he wanted to sleep by your head (or more like the whole pillow) and he liked being held, purred very loud but didn't play much. Velveteen wants to run and play, she likes to be chased, likes to chase string or paper balls and she doesn't like being held for long if at all (digs her claws into your arm if you try sometimes) However, unlike Bucky who would mind his business if you were busy, Velveteen gets into everything your doing. You go into one room and she'll follow you, you leave and go somewhere else, she'll follow you. Gets on the table, sits on the book or magazine your trying to read, and she's very talkative, meows a lot (I think I can hear yeah or no sometimes). She sits in the bathroom when I take showers and if I take too long she starts meowing. She is starting to sleep beside my feet at night once in awhile now. :thumb292316054: :thumb292315491:
last year, a friend gave me money so that i could afford to buy a new camera when my old one gave up. that's one of the most beautiful gifts i have ever gotten. because that friend knows how much i love to take photos, and she loves my photos, and she knew how bad my economy is.
over all, it was such a wonderful gift, it meant so much to me and it was one of those rare moments when something physical and material actually showed me how much someone loves me.
I've been thinking about this on and off (whenever I saw your comment) and I don't know what the best gift I've gotten is. Last year it was the 3h phone call with my mum at Christmas day, mostly since we don't have a great relationship which means usually before that we could talk 5 min before she hung up angry.
oh skönt att ni åtminstone den gången kunde prata med varandra utan att det slutade med ilska har ett problematiskt förhållande till min far, så varje gång jag kan umgås med honom utan att det slutar med någon form av katastrof blir jag väldigt glad. så jag förstår.
Tråkigt att höra att ni också har en svår relation. Det är alltid jobbigt när det är en förälder då man gärna vill ha en bra relation samt nästan förutsätts ha en bra relation med dem. Ändå lite skönt att veta att någon förstår
ja det är ett väldigt känsligt läge. men ju äldre man blir, ju mer man blir tryggare i sig själv, så blir det lättare att hantera. även om jag tror att jag alltid komma ha ömma punkter från den relationen.
Mm håller med. Jag hoppas bara att det inte blir som med min mor och hennes far - han dog när jag var liten men hon har fortfarande olösta känslor och funderingar som de aldrig redde ut och jag vet att det är tungt ibland för henne.