Every so often I find myself pulling out a strand of pearls that belonged to my grandma. There is nothing special about the pearls and they aren’t even real. But before i know it I’m rubbing the Strand thinking of her…I wonder if she would be proud of me. What would she think of her great-granddaughter. I then shift to memories of us sneaking ice cream, my brass bed in her house and her smile. It’s funny how many memories and emotions that can be conjured by a simple old necklace. Do you have an pieces that bring up good memories for you? If so please share!