The Owl Necklace
Today I was sorting through things for the move and deciding what needs to go with me and what needs to go in the trash and what needs to be donated. I am just sitting in my room going through stuff. It always amazes me how much stuff you can collect in just a short period of time. We have been living here for almost 5 years and when we came we didn't have much. We literally moved here with just some clothes, like a suitcase full of clothes each, some beds, a few dishes and pots and some silverware, a couple of TV's which were as old as black pepper and that was basically it. We didn't have much of anything. The majority of our things got sold, I supposed, in a storage locker. When I think of that particular time I always think of the show Storage Wars that and imagining people standing there outside of our locker bidding furiously for what treasures they think might lie within.
I don't know if that is how it went or not but I just choose to believe that it did and I choose to believe that our treasures have made someone else happy. In reality, I know they probably sold what they could sell and that made them truly happy.
So, as I am sitting there with stuff, little stuff just sitting in front of me on my bed. I decided to start with the little stuff first and then work my way up to the big stuff. I saw a necklace. Not just any necklace, the owl necklace. This was one of the very few things that by some miracle didn't end up in the storage wars locker that belonged to my grandmother.
My grandmother loved costume jewelry and she had a lot of it. I used to try on all of her jewelry when I was a little girl. I would have on tons of necklaces and bracelets and rings on every finger. I looked like a walking jewelry store when I was finished. But, I didn't stop there I would then put on one of her hats, she liked hats too, those big hats that you see in pictures of women wearing them going to church. At one time she had one in just about every color of the rainbow, yellow, purple, black, brown, red, blue, white and even an orange one. I would choose one of those usually the big blue one and stick it on my little head and find some of my grandmother's lipstick and put that on too and then I was ready for pretend tea in the drawing room which is what I called the dinning room. The drawing room thing I think I got off a tv show. But, I would meet my grandmother in the dinning room and set the table for our tea. We would have a blast just pretending to drink tea and talking. I would stick out my pinky finger while drinking my tea and try to talk in a British accent. My grandmother thought it was so funny.
The owl necklace was one of my favorite pieces of jewelry to wear. I can't explain how the owl necklace ended up with me all this time and how it didn't get "lost" in the locker. I only know that about 6 months ago my son found it and he was wearing it. I asked him where he got it and he said that it is Nana's. I told him he is right it is Nana's and so he told me he found it in the suitcase. I don't know how he knew it was his great grandmother's necklace and I didn't ask him. We just put it in a special box and put it in a safe place. That safe place was a little box and put on the shelf.
Now it was found again and again it brought back so many memories. All good memories of my childhood and my grandmother. I knew that I needed something to hold on to today. Something that would remind me that it is going to be hard, very hard for a while but hold on good things are right around the corner. So, that is what I am going to do. I am going to weather this storm and hold on and hold on tight and go through this whole process which may or not give me the biggest headache of my life, and try to remember that good things will come. And when they do eventually come I will hold on to that too and always and forever hold on to my memories and the owl necklace.
So, as I am sitting there with stuff, little stuff just sitting in front of me on my bed. I decided to start with the little stuff first and then work my way up to the big stuff. I saw a necklace. Not just any necklace, the owl necklace. This was one of the very few things that by some miracle didn't end up in the storage wars locker that belonged to my grandmother.
My grandmother loved costume jewelry and she had a lot of it. I used to try on all of her jewelry when I was a little girl. I would have on tons of necklaces and bracelets and rings on every finger. I looked like a walking jewelry store when I was finished. But, I didn't stop there I would then put on one of her hats, she liked hats too, those big hats that you see in pictures of women wearing them going to church. At one time she had one in just about every color of the rainbow, yellow, purple, black, brown, red, blue, white and even an orange one. I would choose one of those usually the big blue one and stick it on my little head and find some of my grandmother's lipstick and put that on too and then I was ready for pretend tea in the drawing room which is what I called the dinning room. The drawing room thing I think I got off a tv show. But, I would meet my grandmother in the dinning room and set the table for our tea. We would have a blast just pretending to drink tea and talking. I would stick out my pinky finger while drinking my tea and try to talk in a British accent. My grandmother thought it was so funny.
The owl necklace was one of my favorite pieces of jewelry to wear. I can't explain how the owl necklace ended up with me all this time and how it didn't get "lost" in the locker. I only know that about 6 months ago my son found it and he was wearing it. I asked him where he got it and he said that it is Nana's. I told him he is right it is Nana's and so he told me he found it in the suitcase. I don't know how he knew it was his great grandmother's necklace and I didn't ask him. We just put it in a special box and put it in a safe place. That safe place was a little box and put on the shelf.
Now it was found again and again it brought back so many memories. All good memories of my childhood and my grandmother. I knew that I needed something to hold on to today. Something that would remind me that it is going to be hard, very hard for a while but hold on good things are right around the corner. So, that is what I am going to do. I am going to weather this storm and hold on and hold on tight and go through this whole process which may or not give me the biggest headache of my life, and try to remember that good things will come. And when they do eventually come I will hold on to that too and always and forever hold on to my memories and the owl necklace.
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