Missing

I was listening in the other day to a mom and daughter going back and forth on appropriate fashion and it reminded me of the same conversations I used to have with my mom. Dang. We disagreed on anything related to that topic. I drove her crazy with my clothing choices, always. But one thing we agreed on more than not was jewelry. She had an artist’s eye that I envied. I hope I inherited a little of that from her. This is a piece of hers that I am just beginning to appreciate.