The Gift of the Magi

 Remember that story? 

No, not the one in the bible, the one by O. Henry.  Left with little money to buy gifts, the husband sells his beloved pocket watch to buy his wife jeweled barrettes, while she sells her hair to buy a chain for his pocket watch. 

 

I’ve been thinking about that.

 

We decided we weren’t going to spend a lot of money on gifts this year but Gary, realizing this would likely be his last opportunity to give me jewelry, bought me a beautiful and far too extravagant necklace.  The thing is…. he bought it with money from his 401k that we were intending to use for his coffin.

 

So now, I’m sitting here with this beautiful necklace thinking about The Gift of the Magi.  Although I haven’t given him anything, so maybe I should be thinking less about that story and more about something that solves the long-term issue created by his incredible gift to me.

 

Weekend at Bernie’s, perhaps.