I found this at our front door the other day:
Not knowing the address I opened it, seeing it was addressed to me:
I found a velvet black box in it with a card also addressed to me:
Opening it, I saw some scrawled words:
It was from my Grandpa Jack. :)
The velvet black box contained a couple costume piece jewelry. A gold looking ring with mock diamonds in it all around and a necklace and a pair of matching earrings! Neither of the pieces are my type of thing, but because what the card said and who they were from made them the most beautiful things my eyes ever beheld. I will wear them in honor of him. Those are the second thing my Grandpa has ever given me. :) Grandpa isn't an affectionate person. When I tell him I love him on the phone, he says "Uh-hu". So to get this made me cry. ♥
You see, my grandfather has Macular Degeneration so he is unable to see very well. He sees worse than he lets on, I believe. I'm not so sure he can even tell what we look like anymore...
That's why his handwriting is so bad. But after much careful study, I realized what the card said:
Just a little gift
to let you know
I think you are
a fine granddaughter.