My Mother’s Cameo Found Me
I recently had a desire for a new cameo.
I was gifted a beautiful one when I was engaged to be married in 1990. He searched for the perfect one in antique stores and settled on a beautiful one in New Orleans. He was so happy to gift it to me and I always loved it.
Very unfortunately, it was one of the items lost when my storage unit was emptied in 2017. My kids and I lost all the special items we saved when we sold our house. Huge lessons were learned here — story for another day.
I have grieved the loss of my storage unit a thousand times. The pain and grief of it has lived so deep in me.
When I sold my house in 2016, I saved my MOST MOST special items and put them in storage. So did my kids.
To say that those most special items are now gone still makes me cringe. It’s hard enough that my items are gone — mostly the things I miss were my grandmother’s desk, my grandfather’s handmade chess board and art. My grandma’s red velvet chair. But my kids’ items missing is the thing that breaks my heart a thousand times. And there is nothing I can do about it except take responsibility and make amends. I live with the grief of it in my heart.
I have slowly over time been grieving so much loss.
