Every Day in Pearls~ The Conception

The Day before Day 1:

It was New Years Eve, 3 days ago. Just after my parents had opened their Christmas gifts, my mom brought out the old strand of pearls that she recently found, pearls given to me from one of my old boyfriends, a man whom I respected but didn't love. I had asked that my mom hold on to them a while back. Just this past year, I wanted to use them to make earrings for my bridesmaids, but we couldn't find them. September 19, 2009 came with no pearls for the girls, but I managed to pull off something just as special ~ handmade earrings and necklaces from a very talented cousin, Cathy, of my now mother-in-law. Cathy also did our flowers, all by herself. Her work was wonderful, absolutely beautiful, though she was completely stressed, for good reason as she had never done this sort of thing alone before. She ran on little sleep, a ton of enthusiasm, and little visible appreciation. I was so involved in making the programs that I hardly looked up to notice what she was doing. My bridesmaids found themselves helping more than they had anticipated. And the men never did receive their boutonniere on time for the ceremony. I saw an embarrassing picture of me the moment I received the bridal bouquets as the stems were extremely disproportionate to the flowers. Once I scissored down the stems, all was well in Lisa's wedding land.
My mother called me a couple of weeks ago to tell me she found the pearls, in the furthest corner of her deepest closet, in a shoe. She had no idea how they got there. I have no idea how she could have no idea, but that's for another day. Today we were celebrating Christmas, the finding of my pearls, my mother's birthday, and a new year just around the corner, with resolutions demanding to be made.