One year, I was in my mid-teens and had outgrown Santa. I told my mom all I wanted for Christmas was this black onyx ring. Lots of wonderful gifts that year but no ring. Setting at the dining room table at my brothers house my pop asks me if I got all I wanted for christmas. yeah, well (sounding like Ralphie when he didn't think he had his Red Ryder BB Gun) Only to be surpised as he pulled the ring out of his coat pocket!!!
Since being married, I have always tried to make my DH's holidays special. As a kid growing up, it always seemed to him that someone always died on a holiday or his birthday. All celebrations had to be subdued. I go out as much as I can for him. One year, when I first learned how to quilt, I made him Carolina Tarheels quilt. It's all done by hand. I had no idea what I was doing. I even used a prequilted back fabric. I worked on this quilt every time he was at work. Missing serveral days a week for his days off. I got it done just before Christmas. He was beyond surprised.