It was a beautiful navy blue box with white decorative trim, sitting on the ottoman waiting for me to open. Not a jewelry box. Much larger than that. It was the type of boxes I see at stores and like to buy. They're empty but they are pretty, waiting to be filled with whatever you want to put in them.
Before his usual early morning routine--getting up early to go out and have a little QT (quiet time) with himself and God--Scot kissed me goodbye, wished me Happy Mother's Day, and said he couldn't wait to give me my present.