Midlife Musings

Reflections on life from 40-something

Pearls

May25

pearlsMy favorite piece of jewelry is not one I wear everyday. In fact, I wear it rarely, because it’s just not an everyday piece. I’m still not quite sure how I ended up with it, even. See, when my mother-in-law died, I was the third of the three daughters and daughters-in-law to go through her things. I don’t know why the other ladies passed these up, but I am so glad they did. I wear this triple strand of pearls when I dress up. They just make me feel incredibly special.

Now, you may not have inherited pearl jewelry, but that doesn’t mean you can’t have some of your own. National Pearl offers a wide variety of necklaces, bracelets and earrings, and right now, they are running a special that includes a free set of stud earrings with the purchase of certain necklaces. They offer both fresh and saltwater pearls, in natural, colored or polished states, and in a variety of sizes.

Now, you know that your new pearls will not hold the special memories that my old ones do. At least not today. But tomorrow is coming, and it could well be that someday, someone else will wear your pearl necklace, and they will feel warm inside, not just from the beauty of the pearls, but from memories of you.

2 Comments to

“Pearls”

  1. On May 25th, 2007 at 3:55 pm mcewen (7 comments.) Says:

    I’m told that you’re supposed to wear pearls all the time – but I don’t know if that’s an old wives tale.
    Cheers

  2. On May 30th, 2007 at 9:45 pm cass Says:

    I’d never heard that, but if all women feel as good as I do when I/they wear them, I can certainly understand how it got started.

 
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