I have a lot of objects in my life that i love, but nothing comes close to my charm bracelet.
A noisy golden diary of my life. Some sparkle, some move, each one holds a memory.
Lipstick for my cosmetic obsession, several gold computer's and of course
my jeweled artist palette.The palette was given to me when i was 6 by a neighbor that i always painted pictures for who thought i had a future in art.
When i wear the bracelet i get lost in the memories of each charm and think about the people who gave it to me.
My favorite is a crystal ball that my Mom gave me (like the one in the Wizard of Oz) she said whenever i wanted to say hello just look into it and she would see me.