For all her sons' weddings, my mother was the one who decorated the gift trays meant for her daughters-in-law. Except for Helmi's. To ease my mother's burden this time, I volunteered to take that responsibility despite my non-existence of skill. Yes, I have always loved art, but, crafts were not my forte.
Surprise, surprise! All seven gift trays appeared as presentable as I visualised them to be. Imperfections were inevitable for a total amateur, of course. I closed an eye though, and I congratulated myself for the beauty that the other eye saw. Ahem. As Barney Stinson would say, "challenge completed!"