The Nurturing Nature of Jewelry
My mom loved jewelry! I mean, she really loved it and would wear as many pieces of jewelry at one time as she possibly could. I used to tease her that she probably wished she had more fingers and arms and necks and ears to put jewelry on. Her answer to that was, “That’s why I had daughters!”
I’m afraid I was a disappointment to my mom. I dreaded wearing jewelry for fear I would lose it. Maybe the clasp on the necklace would open and fall off. I was kind of a clumsy kid so I was sure I would catch the bracelet on something and break it. And don’t even mention the brooches that were so popular with my mother and grandmother. I cannot count the number of times I bled all over my blouse or sweater trying to pin my brooch on.
But that was then and this is now and I not only love jewelry, I design it, I live it, I breathe it, I sing it and happily it, along with my poetry, has become a source of joyful creative fulfillment. Designing and making jewelry is about the best job in the world. Why? Because I get to work with the most beautiful, the most interesting and the most fascinating elements on the planet, stones! My mother would have been so proud.