Black Jade
Brilliant_Rock
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Something I have read in another thread has reminded of something. Has anyone else ever had an experience like this?
I was very close to my father, now dead. Twenty or twenty-five years ago, when her was still alive, he went back to his home country. He always tried to bring us girls jewelry from there. Me, my sister and my half-sister. It was a way he showed us that he loved us.
Anyway, this time he brought back really beautiful rose gold earrings, a traditional kind of jewelry in his country at that time. None of us had a pair.
My brother was just recently married and my father forgot to buy a pair for my sister-in-law. He was upset about this when he realized, because he was trying to make her feel welcome in the family.
He took me aside and asked if it would be okay with me if he gave my pair to my sister-in-law. He said he had asked me, not the others as he thought I was the one who was likely to be understanding.
I said, of course I didn''t mind.
He wanted to give me something, so he gave me a pair of cheap earrings of the kind that they sell to tourists, not to natives. Some shells with a back glued on them. This was what I had to show when the others, including my sister-in-law, who was very happy to be remembered, put on their new earrings. But I didn''t really care.
The glued on backs fell off the shell earrings very soon, but I kept them and I still have them. They remind me of a special moment with my dad more than the gold ones ever would.
I''m not a big martyr--over the years I have gotten plenty of other earrings. Years later, my mom (who didn''t know anything about this incident) actually gave me a wonderful pair of the traditional rose gold ones that she had worn as a young women. And my husband has gotten me other ones. But I do love those shells.
Has something like this ever happened to anyone else?
I was very close to my father, now dead. Twenty or twenty-five years ago, when her was still alive, he went back to his home country. He always tried to bring us girls jewelry from there. Me, my sister and my half-sister. It was a way he showed us that he loved us.
Anyway, this time he brought back really beautiful rose gold earrings, a traditional kind of jewelry in his country at that time. None of us had a pair.
My brother was just recently married and my father forgot to buy a pair for my sister-in-law. He was upset about this when he realized, because he was trying to make her feel welcome in the family.
He took me aside and asked if it would be okay with me if he gave my pair to my sister-in-law. He said he had asked me, not the others as he thought I was the one who was likely to be understanding.
I said, of course I didn''t mind.
He wanted to give me something, so he gave me a pair of cheap earrings of the kind that they sell to tourists, not to natives. Some shells with a back glued on them. This was what I had to show when the others, including my sister-in-law, who was very happy to be remembered, put on their new earrings. But I didn''t really care.
The glued on backs fell off the shell earrings very soon, but I kept them and I still have them. They remind me of a special moment with my dad more than the gold ones ever would.
I''m not a big martyr--over the years I have gotten plenty of other earrings. Years later, my mom (who didn''t know anything about this incident) actually gave me a wonderful pair of the traditional rose gold ones that she had worn as a young women. And my husband has gotten me other ones. But I do love those shells.
Has something like this ever happened to anyone else?
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