Here we are, doing a fourth week of the 642 Things to Write About challenge that I’ve been resolved to do this year. I wanted to clear something up because I was a little self-conscious after last week’s topic. I was writing how I felt and wasn’t looking for anyone to roll their eyes or tell me it wasn’t true to pad my ego. I took a chance at being open & honest and I guess it came across the wrong way to some people. I’m so sorry for that. I’ll be more aware when it comes to any future topics that get “that kind” of introspective! That said, I hope that everyone likes Week Four’s topic. I really liked last week’s topic, but it wasn’t as popular as the previous two. I hope this one works out a little bit better. If you want to participate, leave your responses in the comments section! 🙂
This week’s topic is: “Pick a small object to be given one day to your great-grandchild. Write a letter to that child explaining why you have chosen this object.”
Dear Great-Grandchild,
I am writing you this letter to explain why I have left you this necklace. My own grandmother gave it to me when I was a teenager and now I would like for you to have it. This necklace has always been special to me; I even considered using the stones from it in my own wedding ring. There is no special “origin story” behind the meaning of this necklace. In fact, when I was 28-years-old, I asked my grandparents about it and neither of them could even remember when my grandpa gave it to my grandma!
There is one special story behind this necklace that I will share with you now. When I was considering using these diamonds in my wedding ring, I took it to a jewelry stores that made custom jewelry. I noticed at some point that there was a stone missing. I remember thinking, “Bummer! I wonder when that disappeared…” and being a little bit flustered that I hadn’t realized when the stone had been lost. On Christmas Day 2012, after I asked my grandparents about it, I noticed that the necklace had all of its stones still in tact. I was freaked out, as for a good year, I had worn the necklace thinking it a diamond was missing. I could’ve sworn it wasn’t there. I’ll never know whether or not it was missing a stone or if it was just a trick of the light. 2012 was a difficult year for my family, so I’d like to think that it was some sort of divine intervention ensuring me that the worst was over for the time being and that 2013 would be better.
This necklace has always been special to me because my grandpa gave it to my grandma who gave it to me, and now I want to give it to you.
Love always,
Great-Grandma Colleen
