“Look I am wearing mom’s necklace,” I said in a text and selfie to my sisters before I left for a friend’s daughter’s wedding.
Earlier while putting together my outfit, I thought of mom’s vintage gold and pearl statement necklace. I pulled down the dusty box of jewelry from the top of my closet. As I felt the weight on my neck I smiled. After replies of “You look nice!” and “Fun!” my sister, 61 and nine years older than me, texted, “I don’t remember Mom wearing that one.” Bubbles appeared in the text box. My middle sister, 57, wrote, “I remember it, but I don’t remember the story.”
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