The Girl 2
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"Good enough..."
Having dressed in her favorite funky, professional pants, her brown leather boots and brown cashmere sweater, she looked toward her jewelry box. This was her favorite part of the day. She loved all her jewelry and truly felt naked when she did not have it on. Many of her pieces she had purchased throughout the years, some were gifts and some were bequeathed to her from favorite Aunts, etc.
Today was a silver day she decided. In keeping with the funky mood, she chose 2 inch, hoop earrings. She loved to turn here head back and forth and feel them on her neck. A thin-chained silver necklace with a single teardrop shape made her smile. “I look good”, she thought. Of all things in the jewelry box, she treasured her rings the most. Each one had a story and that memory made each day she wore it special. After several minutes of debate, she decided that one ring for her forefinger is all she desired. The choice was simple, Aunt Bridget’s silver and opal ring.
As she slipped the ring into position, she sat back on her dressing room chair and was lost in a thought. The last time she had seen her Aunt was 10 years ago. It was summer and, as she did since she could remember, she was spending it at music camp. The camp was located in Pennsylvania, not far from her Aunt’s cabin. The highlight of her two months at camp was the last day. For on that day, crazy Aunt Bridget would pick her up, they would go back to the cabin and the weekend was spent with just the two of them. The two days of girl talk, cooking, reading, painting and hiking were the best of her summer. She dreaded the next week that she would need to go home and be dull little Annie again.
Ann kissed the ring, got up and looked again in the mirror. “Good enough”, she sighed.
To be continued…
Song of the Day: Misty Mountain Hop, by Led Zeppelin
"Good enough..."
Having dressed in her favorite funky, professional pants, her brown leather boots and brown cashmere sweater, she looked toward her jewelry box. This was her favorite part of the day. She loved all her jewelry and truly felt naked when she did not have it on. Many of her pieces she had purchased throughout the years, some were gifts and some were bequeathed to her from favorite Aunts, etc.
Today was a silver day she decided. In keeping with the funky mood, she chose 2 inch, hoop earrings. She loved to turn here head back and forth and feel them on her neck. A thin-chained silver necklace with a single teardrop shape made her smile. “I look good”, she thought. Of all things in the jewelry box, she treasured her rings the most. Each one had a story and that memory made each day she wore it special. After several minutes of debate, she decided that one ring for her forefinger is all she desired. The choice was simple, Aunt Bridget’s silver and opal ring.
As she slipped the ring into position, she sat back on her dressing room chair and was lost in a thought. The last time she had seen her Aunt was 10 years ago. It was summer and, as she did since she could remember, she was spending it at music camp. The camp was located in Pennsylvania, not far from her Aunt’s cabin. The highlight of her two months at camp was the last day. For on that day, crazy Aunt Bridget would pick her up, they would go back to the cabin and the weekend was spent with just the two of them. The two days of girl talk, cooking, reading, painting and hiking were the best of her summer. She dreaded the next week that she would need to go home and be dull little Annie again.
Ann kissed the ring, got up and looked again in the mirror. “Good enough”, she sighed.
To be continued…
Song of the Day: Misty Mountain Hop, by Led Zeppelin
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