It doesn't look like much does it? It's tiny, just under 4 cms in diameter, and it's the smallest and cheapest of all my paperweights. Before I tell you why it is so special, I need to explain the background to my collection of glass paperweights.
Glass paperweights had always fascinated me so they were added to a list of suggestions for gifts (because I was always the difficult one to buy presents for) and within a few years I had quite a few. From being a suggestion on a list it had changed to be known that I collected paperweights! I'm not complaining. I think they are beautiful and I get a lot of enjoyment from the ever growing display, now grown to over 200 paperweights.
Back in the early 1980s when I received this little paperweight, my sister had three children, then aged about 7, 6 and 2. As is the case with young children they liked to be shown my treasures, which included the paperweight collection. They weren't allowed to touch them (glass + young child = recipe for disaster!), but sometimes I'd let them choose and allow them to hold their favourite one. They'd point at each one and I'd have to tell them who gave it to me; the collection was made up of gifts from every family member ... except for one from the three children, a fact that bothered them more than any of us realised.
These small paperweights were on sale in the market for 50p each. They're not good quality and I can remember shopping with my mum and saying I hope I'm not given one of those as they're cheap and nasty. Mum just laughed and we carried on past the stall and neither of us thought any more about it. A few weeks later, the three children presented me with a gift; it wasn't my birthday or anything but their mum said they'd wanted to buy me something and they'd saved up their pocket money to get it (at that time they only got 10p each every week). So they helped me open the present and there it was ... the cheap and nasty paperweight I'd seen when I was out shopping with mum.
Of course, all the paperweights had to be rearranged so that this one could have pride of place at the front. Then we had to go through the list of who gave each one to me, finishing with the one from them. I could feel the excitement building as we got to towards the stage where I said their names ... they were so proud, and as for those grins ... well, you can imagine!
So, my little paperweight was given to me with more love than any other gift I've ever received from anyone. When I look at it I can still recapture their excitement on that day and I wouldn't part with it for the world.
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