H is for Hanger


My mom gave me this hanger when I turned 50, and told me it was also from my dad. Every time I have held my necklace since, it made me smile and tear up at the same time. You see, by the time mom gave me the gift,

Alzheimers had taken most of dad away from us, every day a little more of him disappeared. He passed away five months after mom gave me their hanger.

I thought I had lost my necklace last year and then it suddenly turned up when deep cleaning our bedroom. I am so grateful that it is back in my life again, as it’s one of my most cherished treasures.

It reminds me of love.

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