Yesterday was a very disturbing experience for my family. At 5:00 I spoke to my mother who said that someone had broken into her house. Not until 6:00 did I know exactly what had been taken, but as you could all have guessed, the most valuable things in most of our mothers possession are the jewels. Family jewelry passed down from generation to generation...all gone, in someones grimy hands, probably sitting in a pawn shop in Oklahoma (no offense). Of course, we are taking the necessary actions, police came, insurance called, Pawn shop list a mile long to tackle...but I couldn't sleep last night because all I could think about was being a little girl playing in my mom's jewelry case, trying on all her big rings, and shiny things. Right away I started a mental list of my own, all the pieces I've bought her over the years, or the things I always admired and hoped that she would either lend me or pass along one of these days. In the midst of the sadness of so many lovely and sentimental pieces being stripped from your life do I stop to really appreciate what is left. Somehow in the thief's hurry they bypassed a ring box with my grandmothers diamond ring, and a entire drawer of my great grandmothers antique silver jewelry. Those pieces probably haven't been worn or touched in years. The thought that somehow they were saved gives me hope. Instead of spending it's life in a box in a drawer, I hope that my mom celebrates those pieces and wears them with pride...as they are now more important than ever to remind us of great women who have come and gone in our family. I am so grateful that over the years my mother and aunt Sue has given me so many family pieces. They are by far my favorite things, and I wear most of them weekly.
My moral of this story- don't lock the family diamonds away, wear them, and remember the women who have worn them before you. You don't know how long they will last, so enjoy it while you can. (and insure everything)
Em
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