I Must Confess…treasured possessions
Do you have any treasured possessions? Items that have been given to you by someone you love? Things you worked hard to obtain? Objects with the most sentimental of value to you?
I don’t have a lot but the few that I have mean the world to me.
There’s the beautiful filigree ring, ringlet pendant and my engagement and wedding rings from Nathan. I’m not a big jewellery person but these are beautiful pieces, given to me with love, and with my tastes and wishes in mind. I also treasure them as I have a history of breaking or misplacing jewellery that Nathan has given me so I know I won’t be receiving any more – so treasure these I will!
Then there’s the delicate ring given to me by my grandmother on my 21st birthday. I will always hold that dear to me because it has come from my beloved Nan and it is, again, such a perfect choice for me. BTW Nan celebrated her 98th birthday last week – happy birthday Nan! We’ll come down and visit you soon x
The blue vases that sit in my hallway shelf will always be special too. The one on the left was given to me by my mother, who knows my love of coloured glassware & wanted me to have one of her pieces straight from the 70s. The other was a farewell gift from my workmates, who also know me well and were always there for me when I needed them. Actually, they still are there for me – thanks guys x
My beautifully illustrated hardcopies of Jane Eyre and Anne of Green Gables, gifted to me for Christmas 1984 by my parents, will never leave my possession. These books ignited my love of reading and bear all the wear and tear of old, well-loved books. There is something infinitely special about the mustiness of older books with their yellowed pages and worn spines…
And now I have something new to treasure. Something loved and used by my father – one of his warm, flannelette shirts. My mother gave one to me and one to my brother after he passed away. She has one too. She wears hers but I don’t. At the moment it is keeping watch in my wardrobe – a little piece of my Dad that I can have with me always. Strangely that fabric brings me a sense of comfort that nothing else can…who knew the power of flannelette?
What are your most treasured possessions and why?
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