I really cherish the bits of jewellery my mom left for me.
I wear her engagement ring on my pinkie finger . .and her golden wedding ring on my other pinkie finger.
Though she passed away 15 years ago. .there is rarely a day that goes by when I don't have at least a fleeting thought about her.
Some of the pieces that I have displayed for you over their wedding photo are items that were handed down to her.
The name brooch Tienchen. .was my grandmother's. She died when I was two years old.
I don't remember her at all.. .
but have been told many times that she held me on her lap and rocked me knowing that her time on earth was short. I think about that once in awhile when I hold my two year old grands.
Most of the other things. .
have histories that I do not know about but I hold them dear since they meant something to her.
They were carefully put away and came to me when she passed away.
The butterfly brooch has always been one of my favorites.
Colored stones. .
arranged rather attractively. .
some would say gaudy . .
but I say. . .
"it was my mom's".
I've worn it often and have recently felt inclined to pin it on my sweaters again.
Several weeks ago I was shopping with my girls. .
and while they browsed the racks. .
Little miss muffet and I wandered throughout the store. .
looking for pretty things.
It struck me how similar this really inexpensive brooch was to my butterfly at home.
I mentioned it to her. .
and told her that someday she might have a pretty little butterfly with stones like that.
The locket that my mom wears around her neck in her wedding picture. .
is often around my neck.
I am requested to open it often.
They know already who they will find inside.
It's Grammie's mommy and daddy.
All for now . .