GoingNorth
Crazy Cat Lady
Years back, husband's grandmother left me a pair of ruby and diamond earrings. We had the rubies made into a set of earrings for husband, and the tiny diamonds made into a set of studs for me.
I wore those earrings on and off for years. Unfortunately, our jewelry box was stolen when husband's brother ransacked the house a couple of days after husband died. Along with the jewelry went DHs collection of foreign coins. The coins were worth little more than face value, but they were mementoes of every place he'd served in during his Army career.
Today, I bought myself a set of 1/5 carat total weight diamond stud earrings. Oh, they're tiny and the stones are not of the same quality as the ones that were stolen.
I almost (not quite) feel guilty for spending the money on myself but it's the first time I've had jewelry since husband died 11 years ago. I am wearing them now and every time I catch myself in the mirror and see the tiny twinkles in my ears I smile.
Silly me, but they make me feel good. I'm not one for manis/pedis, the idea of someone else playing with my feet skeeves me out, and I can't find a massage therapist up here or an acupuncturist.
I am going out of town for 10 days, leaving tomorrow, and when I get back, I have to get to the bottom of some unpleasant health issues I've been in denial about for way too long. I'm dreading that and dreading the fact that I might get bad news (type of unpleasantness and family history). I've never spent money just to make myself feel good (which I gather is unusual for bipolar people). So this is my first time doing so.
I like looking at my twinkling ears and plan on enjoying them no matter what health challenges I face. Worst case scenario is that I'll actually have an "estate" down the road. Someone I love can have twinkly ears too.
I wore those earrings on and off for years. Unfortunately, our jewelry box was stolen when husband's brother ransacked the house a couple of days after husband died. Along with the jewelry went DHs collection of foreign coins. The coins were worth little more than face value, but they were mementoes of every place he'd served in during his Army career.
Today, I bought myself a set of 1/5 carat total weight diamond stud earrings. Oh, they're tiny and the stones are not of the same quality as the ones that were stolen.
I almost (not quite) feel guilty for spending the money on myself but it's the first time I've had jewelry since husband died 11 years ago. I am wearing them now and every time I catch myself in the mirror and see the tiny twinkles in my ears I smile.
Silly me, but they make me feel good. I'm not one for manis/pedis, the idea of someone else playing with my feet skeeves me out, and I can't find a massage therapist up here or an acupuncturist.
I am going out of town for 10 days, leaving tomorrow, and when I get back, I have to get to the bottom of some unpleasant health issues I've been in denial about for way too long. I'm dreading that and dreading the fact that I might get bad news (type of unpleasantness and family history). I've never spent money just to make myself feel good (which I gather is unusual for bipolar people). So this is my first time doing so.
I like looking at my twinkling ears and plan on enjoying them no matter what health challenges I face. Worst case scenario is that I'll actually have an "estate" down the road. Someone I love can have twinkly ears too.
