There were some fabulous rainbows around here this St Patrick's Day but I did not capture them for my blog as I had hoped - I was either driving or didn't have my camera when they appeared. So here is the nearest we have in our house to a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow: my jewelry box. I really don't wear much jewelry at all but the things in here were all gifts and have sentimental value: my first cross; some of the wild earrings I used to wear in my early teenage years; my music badge from school; the nurse's watch I used to wear when I was a nursing auxiliary during my college vacations. Anna loves to go through this collection and never fails to remind me that all this shall be hers when I die. Although she would love a sister, she does regard the inheritance of my jewelry, clothes and even make-up as being the biggest benefit of being the only daughter. I am flattered that she thinks so highly of my things!
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