THE
BRACELET
Eight
years ago, I was lying in a hospital bed fighting for a new chance at life
after a brain infection tried to take it away. As every woman, I love presents.
However, there isn’t much you can bring to someone who cannot walk, talk, or
eat normal food. The present they need
is life.
I
was getting better and better day by day. As time was approaching for me to be
released from the hospital, my husband appeared with a little present. My head
was not working right, but the neurons connected strongly enough to draw the
conclusion that this was, in deed, a present. My head started spinning. What
could it be? He was going to work before coming to see me. It was
taking him two hours to come back from work to the hospital. He was too worried
for my life; shopping was the last thing on his mind. But, every hospital has a little gift shop. When I
opened the box, I saw an elegant bracelet. He put it on my wrist. It was the most
exquisite diamond look-alike/cubic zirconia bracelet. He was trying to cheer me
up. And it worked.
For
many years now, for various occasions, I have been getting jewelry for a present. I keep it
neatly organized in my bedroom. There is a special drawer with costume jewelry, which
no one can identify as 'costume'. Such a good copycat!
When
I dress up for a special occasion and time comes for the accessories, I somehow
always reach for the box with the diamond
look-alike bracelet. No diamonds, no gold, no precious stones, no custom-made
50 year-old designs can measure up to the 5 dollar cubic zirconia bracelet from
the hospital gift shop. I don’t know what I will wear, if I can't find this
bracelet in the drawer.
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