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| Is there anything more beautiful in the history of this all combined? |
Once again here is a story badly out of order but when I was talking
pewter jewelry with my wife recently I remembered the first time I
say a dragon grasping a marble – the reason pewter was invented.
When my sister was twelve she was going to be allowed to get her ears
pierced and to be able to start wearing makeup. This was a really big
deal for her because she wanted to be all grown up for a long time
and everyone knows that a pierced ear is the first thing you need to
be an adult woman. My mom had for a long time held out for twelve
years old and was firm on the date of my sister's twelfth birthday as
the magical date and not a moment sooner. Her birthday was the vary
first of January and that year we were going on our almost annual
trip to Colorado to visit my mom's family for Christmas where my aunt
had designs on moving up the date as her gift to my sister. My mom
agreed and they kept it a secret until a day or so before Christmas
and my sister and I went with my Aunt to a local mall on some
trumped up pretense where we stopped into a jewelry store where the
surprise was dropped. My sister was so overwhelmed with ecstasy and
started to cry and hug and carry on in such a way that made me feel
uncomfortable. She got up in the chair to get the piercing done and I
went on a mill about and had myself a little peruse of the jewelry
which was mainly costume tat but in the back corner there was the
most magnificent collection of not garbage I had every seen. There
were magically cool wizards, dragons, sexy ladies and powerful
warriors all rendered with crystals and marbles in awesomely detailed
pewter. I wanted one and I wanted all but this day was about my
sister and her ears and the hygiene of her ears and my pleas for
fantasy jewelry were unheeded. I was devastated and fixated on making
my dream of a dragon claw holding a marble necklace come true. I
determined to save up the six dollars or so that were required to
purchase such a treasure. The problem was my lack of self control and
as I would save there was always something more proximal to my
gratification and after a few misfires in saving I gave up and forgot
about my most deepest and truest desire. I have never owned fantasy
jewelry – now, finally, without regret.
