When my mother was creating her beautiful and unique jewelry, she and I and our delightful friend, Patti, would go to the International Gem and Bead shows in the Trade Center in Marlborough, MA. We would also go to the Innovative Bead Show at the Embassy Suites, also in Marlborough, MA. We all loved to make jewelry, and we always had a great time together.
The three of us went to the shows for years, and it was hard to tell which was more fun; going there and buying our treasures, or the hilarious trips back and forth. We took turns driving, and told terrible jokes and stories on the way until we all were crying with laughter. These were utterly wonderful times and how we loved being together!
When Mom died in December of 2015, I thought I would never want to go to the shows again, never mind making jewelry again. Just seeing all of her neatly arranged boxes of beads broke my heart.
Time went by as it always does, and my heart became a little lighter. Dad was still in the house by himself, and was doing all right. I visited him each week, and started to take a few of the bead boxes home with me. One day I found myself thinking of a good color combination for a necklace and earring set. I started making one such set, and was pleased with it.
Day by day, I started working on the beads and making necklaces, earrings and bracelets. I had let grief cloud my enjoyment of making things, and it was good to be back at it. Moreover, I strongly felt that Mom was enjoying it as well.
This past Saturday the Crankee Yankee and I went to the Innovative Bead Show at the Embassy Suites in Marlborough. It felt right to be there, and I think Mom would have approved. The Crankee Yankee found some bits and pieces he could use for his trains, and I found a few things as well.
Funny thing—there was no sorrow or hurt; just happiness and joy to be there. Losing someone dear is painful, but my feeling is that they are with us still; unseen but lovingly present.