My grandson was moving out, and even though I wished I could give him something grand, my budget was limited. Instead, I made him a heartfelt photo album filled with family pictures and handwritten notes about our favorite moments. When I handed it to him, he barely glanced at it before returning to his packing. I forced a smile so he wouldn’t notice the disappointment hiding behind it, though my heart quietly wondered whether the gift meant anything to him at all.
The next morning, my daughter called, her voice warm and emotional, telling me to check my front porch. Confused, I opened the door and saw a neatly wrapped package with my grandson’s handwriting on it. A small note sat on top, addressed to me. My hands trembled slightly as I peeled away the tape, unsure of what he wanted to tell me.
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