Wednesday morning, while getting dressed in the dark, Dale knocked over my jewelry holder. Bless his heart, he picked up all the earrings and rings and assorted baubles by the light of his cell phone. When I got up I was struck by the jumble of jewelry and I snapped a photo.
That pile sparks so many memories for me. There are the big star earrings I bought on my trip to Vegas with Jessica. There is a rhinestone open heart pin that belonged to my mom. My Pandora bracelet is there. Some charms I bought for myself, some charms were gifts from Dale and Hannah but all of them are special and unique. Also in the pile is my Kiwanis pin and the big silver hoops I bought last summer during our Cape Cod vacation. There’s nothing of any significant monetary value there but the sentimental value is off the charts.
This certainly isn’t all of my jewelry, just the things I wear on a regular basis. Also missing from that collection are the rings I wear daily – my engagement and wedding ring, my knitters thumb ring, and my new stack rings from etsy seller deliasthompson, who came highly recommended (and rightly so) by Bev.
I suppose I take my jewelry for granted, wearing various pieces when the mood strikes or when something matches my outfit. Honestly, though, it says a lot about who I am.