reverb11 day 15: but how did he know!?!?!

Today’s prompt asks: What’s the most memorable gift you’ve ever received?

Apologies in advance for taking this prompt kind of lightly. No deep and super-meaningful answers from me this week. But something that popped into my head was a gift I received, oh, probably three decades ago.

I didn’t grow up with a lot of grandparents around. Both of my grandmothers and one grandfather were dead before I could ever remember them. But my maternal grandfather lived until I was in 10^th grade, so I have some fun childhood memories with him. (Side note: I really do wish I had a grandmother around when I was growing up. It seems like a really special relationship for kids to have, which is why I make sure Jane spends lots of time with both of her grandmothers.)

So, anyway, I remember one Christmas when I was still in elementary school – maybe fifth or sixth grade – and my grandfather gave me a pottery set. Just a little arts and crafts thing for kids, nothing professional or anything, but HOLY SHIT, I was completely FLOORED. How did he know to get me such a cool gift!?!?!?!

See, I had wanted a pottery set, but never expected to get one from Grandpa – but there it was! He knew me so well! I was totally beside myself.

Now, as an adult, I know that either a) my mother told him to buy it for me or b) my mother bought it herself and he paid her for it (this is the most likely scenario). But she let him have the glory. And, friends, it was a truly glorious gift.