The Christmas Morning Promise

A special Irish Ring can remind us of old times...I was inMy flight home was uneventful and I did not feel as
the 2nd year of college when we met, he was anexcited as I usually did. I was emotionally torn between
English major and I was in the sciences when weseeing them and not seeing my new found love, who I
found each other at the same party one Fridayhad left the evening before.
evening. Our encounter was only a few seconds, but itAfter arriving at home and seeing everyone, I had
was the first time we engaged in conversation.wanted to give him a call several times to tell him I
After that brief meeting, we had seen each other onmissed him, but felt it was too soon. I did not want to
campus a couple of times and smiled as we passedscare him off by badgering him on a daily basis. I
each other until another chance meeting just afterthought I would wait until Christmas after opening his
Thanksgiving break at a local pizza shop. We againgift.
engaged in subtle conversation over a small pepperoniEach day was a struggle not to pick up the phone, but
pie.I could think of nothing else. I was distracted from the
After an hour, we agreed to go out that Fridaytypical family gatherings and nights out with my friends.
evening for a drink and dinner at one of the localFinally, Christmas morning arrived and I found myself
restaurants. I was not that interested, but had beenmore excited than previous years. Christmas was
intrigued with his demeanor and willingness to listenalways special, but it seemed to have a bit more
intently when I talked, a very rare quality in most men.meaning this year as I anticipated opening the small
Once the date was out of the way, I felt thatpackage he had given me.
unfamiliar pang and wanted to spend more time withI knew it would be something special, and pulled the
him. We had spent a great deal of time together uppackage from my drawer where I had placed it when
until Christmas break. I found out his family was of IrishI came home. It was neatly wrapped in green paper
descent and that he was brought up by his motherwith a white bow. I was amazed at how well it was
after his father died when he was 5 years old. Aswrapped, as guys are known to fail miserably in this
Christmas was approaching and mid-terms weredepartment.
looming, our time together was limited and moreI gently opened the package and could feel the
precious as we had becoming more and moreexcitement building as I made it through the paper and
infatuated with each other.saw a small wooden box. On top was a cream
On the eve of my trip back home, we had met forcolored card with an Irish poem written on the inside.
coffee. Since I had an early flight back home, I knewMy eyes welled up as I read it and opened the small
our time would be limited and our time together waswooden box. Inside, I found a small silver and gold Irish
even more special. After several minutes, when he feltring sitting in a white satin pillow.
the time was right, he pulled out a small package andMy heart was pounding and my thoughts were reeling.
gave it to me. I promised not to open until ChristmasI composed myself and picked up the phone... that was
morning, and we gently kissed goodbye. The snow27 years ago, and to this day your grandfather still
had begun to fall.takes my breath away.