The best present - EVER

When I woke up this morning I came downstairs and made a cup of tea for Eden and myself and went back upstairs to drink it in bed. She was already sitting up in my bed and she had made a card for me for Mother's Day and bought me a present too even though I'm her Grandma.
The card she made had flowers with button middles and was very unusual. It will definitely be saved later on in my little 'memory case' but it was the present that left me quite overwhelmed.
She had bought me a book, but not just any book. This one is called The Olive Fairy Book by Andrew Lang.
About fifty or so years ago, my mother gave me a hardback copy of this book which had been given to her by her father when she was a child and he had just returned from serving in the Khyber Pass.
I read the stories over and over again but some I couldn't finish because there were quite a few pages missing and some had also been torn which was not surprising considering it had been around since 1920 something. I can remember the illustrations too because I thought they were so beautiful and when I needed some space away from my brothers and sisters I could always escape everything by engrossing myself in this book. This was the most precious book I had ever been given so I treasured it greatly. Although I took great care of the book, I left it at home when I got married and moved out thinking it would be safe there. How wrong I was.
My sister had a couple of children and my mother looked after them while my sister was at work. My mother was a cook and used to make wedding cakes and fancy birthday cakes at home for people, so she wasn't able to watch my niece and nephew continuously. They managed to get hold of my books and they were completely destroyed as was my blue teddy bear and the first doll I had been given when I was four years old. I remember being heartbroken when Mum told me what had happened but what was done was done.
I had been telling Eden about this book and we looked on the internet and found out more about the author and it seemed that you could still get secondhand copies too but I didn't do anything about it. You can imagine my absolute pleasure and surprise when I opened the present and found this book today. Although it is a paperback it has all the stories and even the illustrations. All exactly as I remembered them but this time all complete, so I will at last, find out how some of the stories ended.
Now I can read the stories to Eden too, even though she's twelve and could read them for herself and to me, because it's a pleasure that we have both enjoyed since she was four.