Fashion Friday: The Little Things
Yesterday was another Friday, and this time the post gets a little bit more personal. Sometimes, it's not all about the hottest trends, it's about the little things. Before my grandfather died, he had made a bunch of jewelry out of sterling silver and stones. When he died my cousin, Sarah, gave me one of them. That way, we both had something made by him. I could never express how much that meant to me, and when she unexpectedly passed a few years later, I could never have been more grateful. It has given me so much, because I can associate it with fond memories, conversations, and holidays I've had with both of them. I can also turn to it when there are those days where I really miss being able to talk or hug them, and just need a little time.
The following Christmas, my grandma gave me a small box. In it was a scarf that had belonged to my grandpa. She knows I always wear them, which was the reason for her giving that one to me. I remember him wearing it once, and am admittedly very possessive of it. When I wear it, it's like Grandpa is right there, giving me a symbolic hug.
I don't have pictures of these...once I get my camera, I will update this to include the photo. This is just a personal opinion. I think that we can get so wrapped up just in daily life happenings that we lose sight of what should truly matter. These items remind me to always stay grounded, and that I am never really alone, even at the darkest of times. I remember the last thing Sarah and I did. We had lunch at this Chinese place, and I ordered mushu pork (hopefully that's spelled right). She'd never had it, and wasn't too keen on trying it. After she did, she asked how she ever lived without it! I thought after we left that I should've gotten a picture with her. Not sure why; I'm not really into taking them...maybe I should have. And the last time I saw my grandpa, I knew it that would be it. He told me to remember that he'd always love me. And no, he wasn't on his death bed, and I know he didn't anticipate passing soon after. Funny how life is, eh?
I hope everyone is having an amazing weekend!
The following Christmas, my grandma gave me a small box. In it was a scarf that had belonged to my grandpa. She knows I always wear them, which was the reason for her giving that one to me. I remember him wearing it once, and am admittedly very possessive of it. When I wear it, it's like Grandpa is right there, giving me a symbolic hug.
I don't have pictures of these...once I get my camera, I will update this to include the photo. This is just a personal opinion. I think that we can get so wrapped up just in daily life happenings that we lose sight of what should truly matter. These items remind me to always stay grounded, and that I am never really alone, even at the darkest of times. I remember the last thing Sarah and I did. We had lunch at this Chinese place, and I ordered mushu pork (hopefully that's spelled right). She'd never had it, and wasn't too keen on trying it. After she did, she asked how she ever lived without it! I thought after we left that I should've gotten a picture with her. Not sure why; I'm not really into taking them...maybe I should have. And the last time I saw my grandpa, I knew it that would be it. He told me to remember that he'd always love me. And no, he wasn't on his death bed, and I know he didn't anticipate passing soon after. Funny how life is, eh?
I hope everyone is having an amazing weekend!
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