Today's corner view is collections and mine is a doozy. I have a locket obsession/fetish...but let's go with collection, shall we?
One of my favorite things to do is flea, and one of the highlights is a locket. They speak to me(enter Twilight Zone theme song here)-honest they do. I have lockets with people's names that I will never know, who have stories I will never hear, and somehow those lockets, when they are in a box filled with junk, must be mine. Some I clean and update with stones, others I look at and admire, but wonder why they are mine. They have past lives, and something about that touches me and makes me ache. Why are they here and not being loved by someone? Who knows. All I know is I have not been able to part with any. People have literally tried to by certain lockets off of my neck, no joke, and here I am peddling leather.
My favorite locket story is about my heart locket, a locket I wear probably 360 days a year. It must be that to my kids it represents me, a part of who I am, as my only son, soon to turn 16, often says "Momma when you are gone, promise me that will be mine." I have three girls, so knowing my son looks at that necklace and sees a piece of me he can keep forever means one thing.
What do you collect?
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