Insignificant Object: Musical Jewellery Box

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I would admit, I was nervous, but there was no doubt in my mind. I would go through with this. I had been busy planning the perfect day for the last two years.

Steven had been a great help, but he didn’t care what color the flowers were or how big the cake was. He always nodded with that charismatic grin, “I want whatever you want Kate.” Steven always voiced his opinions, except when it came to wedding planning. In spite of this he was still the one I wanted to be with, and today I would vow to it.

My elegant Pnina Tornai hung perfectly over my pointy shoulders. The dress did flatter my figure, but there was definitely something missing. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue, I thought, racking my brain for what was missing.

I felt all the love and support from my family and friends had poured out upon me, but at that moment guilty sorrow struck me hard enough I felt the need to sit down and take a breath.

My father had done the best job he could to fill in my mom’s shoes, but he knew she was irreplaceable. The cancer had spread rapidly throughout her left breast, and the chemo wasn’t strong enough to fight it. How could I feel joy on this day without her? I had always imagined her here. Her aging blonde hair, and magnificent emerald eyes, full of wisdom and pure grace. Her graceful nature and class made everyone around her stand a little taller. I knew if she were here she would be by my side, reassuring me how beautiful I look.

I sat on my parent’s bed in their mature two-storey house, and watched the guests file in the back yard out the window.

I lifted myself off the bed, and walked over to the over-sized dresser my parents had. I remembered looking in the mirror as a young girl, watching my mother get ready in the mirror’s reflection, admiring every outfit and piece of jewelry she placed on her petite frame. I looked down from the mirror and sighed.

Her jewelry box. The ancient stained glass and scuffed wood. I wound the handle at the back, and pulled out the bottom drawer. The spooky chimes sent a chill down my back, remembering the countless mornings I had danced around my mom, her beaming eyes gazing at me with every twirl I took. I pulled the magnetic door open, and stared at her untouched jewelry. My two brothers and I had taken care of packing up some of her things in the house, but no one felt the strength to handle her jewelry box.

A beautiful diamond studded necklace caught my eye, and I lifted it from the hook. Pulling on the clasp, I placed it around my neck.

That was it. I finally felt the comfort I had been longing for and was ready to move forward.