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J is for Jewelry Box


This jewelry box belonged to my mother and it was one of the first things I brought back to my house after she died. I bought it for her for her birthday in 1975 when I was 10 years old. I saw it at the store and fell in love with it because I thought it looked like something a princess would have and of course my mom was a princess to me.


Honestly, I don’t know if she truly liked it or not. The green certainly didn’t match her bedroom and the style was probably a little fancy for her taste. But she used it for the rest of her life and that’s saying something.


Even though it’s been on my bureau for over ten years now I’ve never actually cleaned it out and moved my jewelry into it – it’s still filled with her rings and necklaces, earrings and pins. Boy did she have a lot of big pins!


When I was little I would go in my mom’s bedroom and play with her jewelry. I would put on her rings and necklaces and pretend I was a princess.


Now all this jewelry belongs to me and someday it will belong to Hannah. I love the continuity of that. J is for a Jewelry box full of memories.

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  1. That is sweet indeed, and I love the box. You had good taste even at ten.

    I recently inherited my mother’s and my grandmother’s rings (being the only daughter of an only daughter). They will be Miss B’s eventually.

  2. What a great story and a great jewelry box! I love the pink lining with the green. I love how moms keep everything their children give them.

  3. This is just a delightful post…I have something similar (all metal and quite ornate, tho’ my mom wasn’t the least bit princess-y) and lots of her really LARGE pins!

    I enjoyed thinking of hers, as I looked at your mom’s…
    Thank you!

  4. What a lovely thing to have! My mom didn’t have a jewelry box. She made fabric rolls instead complete with pockets and ties and some were made of recycled towel material. As I emptied her house I realized I couldn’t find them- had last seen them in Greece before she moved. It wasn’t until the day before the men hired to clean out the basement came that I found them in a cabinet on the floor off the pantry wrapped in many layers of plastic bags. I almost threw them out! It contained jewelry from my great-grandparents and grandparents. She feared being robbed and had hidden them only to forget where she had put them. The things my mom wore were kept in her room- a small collection of pins and earrings.

  5. My dad isn’t ready to part with the jewelry box, but I did collect some of my mom’s jewelry. This is especially meaningful to me since we share the same birthstone.

    Treasured memories Carole. Thanks for sharing.

  6. Aww – wonderful! Your mom’s jewelry looks a lot like my mom’s did – I saved a bunch of it and gave the rest to my girls. Is that an Eastern Star ring I spy? I have a ring and a pin with that same symbol on it from my mom’s collection…

  7. Such great memories! How sweet that you gave her something that she used forever. A true mother’s love! I love that you have all her jewelry, too.

  8. that’s so cool. i remember my grandmother wearing lots of pins too, although i have no idea what happened to most of her things. love hannah’s comment above!

  9. A bit belated, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Dale! He and my mum share the date, so I know it’s a good one! 🙂

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