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Usually on holidays, or on my birthday, T just writes out a check and tells me to go spend it on whatever I want cause he doesn't really know what to get me.
(Just kidding).
For my last birthday, it was really cute-- he made a copy of a CD for me that he knew I would like and wrote "Happy Birthday" on the CD-- and he gave me a plate of fruit/cupcake.
He has given me lots and lots of books, as well as and copies of CDs (mostly classical music), journal articles, and even two movies. They have all had special meaning, very personal reasons as to why he picked each particular thing.
Oh my, I suddenly got an inspiration to make him another mix CD to give him in session tomorrow. I think I'll do that before bed. It will be centered around songs that have meant the most to me since my Dad died.
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