It's more than just jewelry

Hello There My Lovelies,

I have a lot to write about. On Sunday I had a nice, long breakfast with my mother. I haven't seen her in a while. The first thing she did was give me a very special gift: My grandma's prized jewelry set. A necklace and a matching ring. I think it was Onyx, but I don't remember. I was told that my grandfather saved up to buy it for her. Of all the people it could've been given to my aunt and mom decided to give it to me, which was nice. I am my Oma's first granddaughter. They felt that Oma would've wanted me to have it.

My Oma provided me with a few firsts in my life. Her funeral was my first funeral that I've attended. Her jewelry set was the first real pieces of jewelry that I've ever received. I've recieved jewelry before, but it was all costume jewelry. She has really made an impression on me, even more so now that she is no longer here with us.

Anyway, my grandma and grandpa were lovebirds. They were the loves of each others' lives. My grandpa saved for that jewelry set, and my grandma treasured it and wore it only for special occasions. Now it is in my possession and I want to wear it every day, or at least very often.

My grandpa passed away in 1985 instantly from a heart attack on my Oma's birthday. They were just about to go to dinner. Twenty-one years later (about two months after her birthday) she passed away in the same manner. And I know she wanted it that way. And I think God finally allowed it to happen and let her come home. There was no chance to revive her when she died. It was instant during the middle of the day and she went peacefully. And that is part of why I miss her but don't feel sadness. This was clearly meant to be.

In the 21 years without my grandpa, she never stopped loving him. She did have another boyfriend, who adored her. They adored eachother and were happy. And I liked him a lot. I still do, he is a very kind man. They both lost their first spouses and found happiness with eachother. But there was no denying that my grandpa was her first love. And when she died she was buried right next to him.

Oma always used to ask me about boys or whether I had a man in my life. She would look at me, smile and ask me slowly in German if I had a boyfriend. "Sandra, hast du ein freund ?" She wanted me to experience true love. She told me how happy she was with her boyfriend, and how much she missed my grandpa. She told me that when it happened she would wantto come to my wedding.

I still haven't found true love. But I feel blessed that I have my Oma on my side, wanting me to have what she had all along. And this jewelry set is a constant reminder of that.