I think the best present was a quilt my father had handmade for me. I'm really tall and he had it made extra long. It's wearing out but when I feel especially vulnerable, I curl up under it and have a comforting nap.

I think the worst present was probably the jewelry my ex bought for me. He bought what he wanted me to wear instead of what I liked.

I can't think of a "bad" present I've given to someone. I'm totally ocd about picking just the right thing. I'll have to think about that one some more.

Jan