Talking to dead people
10 Feb 2013
I wanted to talk to you this week. Wanted to tell you that I took your earrings to the jeweller. He is going to make them into a pendant.
I know you would be happy because now I will wear them, instead of just keeping them in a drawer and taking them out every so often to turn them over in my hands and lament their old fashioned ugliness. The gold is excellent of course, but you knew that. The jeweller and I didn’t even talk money. He realised their worth, and it wasn’t just the metal.
You’d like him. He’s only interested in the best and most interesting pieces. He makes his jewellery by hand.
Just as we had finished and the jeweller’s wife was writing the notes and sealing the envelopes, I wanted to look one more time. Sentimental and soft hearted, I turned them over in my hand one more time. Did you change your mind, she asked. No, I said, I just wanted one last look.
Deirdre O'Brien
Feb 14, 2013 @ 22:00:33
Your beautiful writing about Helen moves me so deeply …it reminds me yet again what it is that constitutes a good life, a life well lived. Helen, and the women like her who have gone before, will be my amulet when life throws up its darker days.
jennifersmart
Feb 11, 2013 @ 09:07:57
Oh, that’s beautiful. I had some of my grandmother’s jewellery remodelled and I always think of her when I wear the new pieces.
Stella Orbit
Feb 11, 2013 @ 23:29:10
Thank you. That makes me feel better too that the new pieces are precious too.
Oculus Mundi
Feb 10, 2013 @ 08:34:40
Oh, I understand loss and bereavement. Well, I understand the hole it leaves behind. Very poignant piece.
Stella Orbit
Feb 10, 2013 @ 19:49:02
This year more than even the last four, I am thinking about Helen often during pivotal moments.