I like very simple, plain jewelry. Some people like a lot of flash, but that's not me. I don't do gaudy well either. I like silver over gold. And I like it to have a personal connection.
My wedding ring.
My grandmother's pearls.
They are like a warm blanket of love.
Speaking of that warm blanket, when the little man was younger, one of our favorite bed time stories was Guess How Much I Love You. It is a story of how much a parent loves their child-and the child loves their parent. There is love as high as they can reach, down the lane, to the river, to the moon. As the little bunny falls asleep, the story ends with the classic lines:
"I love you right up to the MOON," he said, and closed his eyes.
"Oh, that's far," said Big Nutbrown Hare. "That is very, very far."
Big Nutbrown Hare settled Little Nutbrown Hare into his bed of leaves. He leaned over and kissed him good night.
Then he lay down close by and whispered with a smile, "I love you right up to the moon - AND BACK."
Since he was 4, I have told my son each night as I tuck him, under a warm blanket, that I love him to the moon and back.
The Vintage Pearl (which has some beautiful things) has THE perfect mother's day gift for me: a personalized necklace saying I love you to the moon and back.
I don't normally covet, but this is inspiring me to covet big time. Check it out here and see if you agree with me:
http://www.thevintagepearl.com/products/iloveyoutothemoonandback_p16
Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are coarse; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fortune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity. Margaret D. Nadauld
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