There have been a few guys in my life where this might have been likely. Unfortunately I don’t remember well gifts I’ve given. The few that stand out would be ones of greater sacrifice or where the context was particularly emotional, as when I gave my brother our deceased mother’s school ring, one that I’d been wearing but I knew would have tremendous meaning for him.
I guess the same is true for gifts that I’ve received. The ones that are just because it is a gift-giving tradition and something, though thoughtful, is given because of the holiday it falls on.
I did receive flowers one memorable time. It was in college and my first-ever boyfriend, Herb, sent flowers before my performance in Three-Penny Opera. Oh, I was hopelessly infatuated with Herb, and the gift was a wonderful expression of his caring (or desire to have a future go). but it was profoundly affecting as a young man who was just discovering for himself romantic love and its tokens.
I had explored the potential for romantic love with a woman, and believed I’d found something akin to that at least once.
But the profound difference those feelings take on when the other is your gender ideal, whatever that may be, for me could not be understood until it happened.
So yes, I’d like to give a guy bouquet of flowers, but sadly acknowledge that any such gift will unlikely be endowed by it’s recipient with the romantic revelation of that first one I received.
