Shining light

She smiled as she unpacked the box of decorations; she wasn't one of those people who buy new every year, no, her decorations may be a bit shabby looking to anyone else, but to her they were priceless. She carefully hung the ornaments her children had made in kindergarten; they were all grown now, but how easy it was to remember their gleeful faces and little fingers hanging them on the tree that first year. She hung them low, just like they had.

She hung the stockings at the mantle, next; one day, when her children had families of their own, their stockings would go home with them to hang on their own mantles. She patted them, smoothing out the wrinkles, remembered making them when her children were still babies. Perhaps she would make more, one day, for her grandchildren.

She put all the boxes away, poured herself a cup of tea, and lost herself in the lights.

© 2007 Cynthia Newcomer Daniel

Sterling silver, cubic zirconia, freshwater pearl. Hand fabricated.

Go Lightly

Even when she was dead broke, she still went shopping. It never hurt to look; that was her philosophy. And it certainly never hurt to try things on. Trying things on was almost as good as buying them. Over the years she'd tried on lots of things: clothes, jewelry, jobs, men; not all of them fit, but she didn't regret looking. If she didn't try things on, well, then, she'd never know, would she?

She'd gone lightly through life, taking as many items into the fitting room as she could carry; discarding the ones that didn't suit and enjoying the ones that had, even when she was too broke to take them home.

© 2007 Cynthia Newcomer Daniel

Sterling silver, cubic zirconia. Hand fabricated.

Alpha Kitty

Katerina made partner when she was 27; six weeks later she found the perfect Lancaster Gate flat and moved in. She had high ceilings, blonde wood floors, and a small terrace where she would take her coffee on fine mornings. She ordered ivory bridal satin for her draperies, and her duvet was custom made from the palest apricot silk. Her linens were soft and caressed her skin; her bath was her own private spa.

She loved her flat; not that she was actually there very often, but she loved the thought of it as she flew from New York (great shopping, fab prices) to Tokyo (great shopping, horrid prices); Fedexing her dirty clothes back to London when business cancelled her return and pushed her on to new crises. She could spin out presentations overnight; she was famous for getting the most out of the powerpoint jockeys who fell under her dominion; no matter if they had hours or weeks, she got the job done.

And then she was off again, the comfort of her flat keeping her sane.

© 2007 Cynthia Newcomer Daniel

Sterling silver, cubic zirconia. Hand fabricated.