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“The straight line belongs to men, the curved one to G-d.”

– – – Antoni Gaudi

 

 

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I don’t have a lucky rabbit’s foot or any other form of good luck charm.  My daily life has its own anxieties, but none that I could cure with a specific talisman.

However, one piece of jewelry remains with me and its presence has a very powerful influence upon me mentally and emotionally.  I am aware of the love and connection beyond time, the strength of a mother’s love, and the devotion to preserving memories of those who have come before and deserve to be honored long after their passing.

This particular necklace was 72 inches in length, in rose gold, and worn by my great-grandmother, Amalia.  As she had three sons and three daughters, at some point she chose to have the necklace broken into three separate chains, one for each of her daughters, as a legacy gift.

However, the gift became even more meaningful as it is literally the only physical item that we have from her other than our genetic makeup.

Exactly 80 years ago, in the devastating rise of the Reich and rampant anti-Semitism, my grandparents decided to leave Amsterdam for the safety of the United States. There was a great deal of paperwork, they needed to be sponsored by an uncle, and prove that they could support themselves with genuine employment skills and would not be a burden to the government of the United States.

This necklace was given to my grandmother, by her mother, at a train station in Amsterdam in 1938.  My grandmother was 25 years old and it was the last time that she would ever see her mother.

My great grandparents and my 12 year old great uncle were killed on September 24, 1943 in the Auschwitz concentration camp.  My grandmother was 52 years old.

All of the records of our family members’ birth and death dates, as well as the respective cities, was available from the Dutch Government Registry of Persons killed in the Holocaust.

During a trip to Holland in 1994, my mother collected and compiled all of the data that she was able to for her grandparents, first cousins, aunts, uncles, and great-grandmother. In all, more than 75 members of our family were killed in the Holocaust.  Many more relatives were not accounted for.  As my mother grew up with no extended family, she respected their lives with uncovering their stories and honoring their legacy.

My grandmother gave the necklace to me, her oldest granddaughter, in 1995.  My grandmother was 81 years old at that time.  She had many health issues that she survived including breast cancer and two heart attacks during her lifetime.  She felt that it was much more important to give her gifts to each of us “with a warm hand” rather than a cold one (after her death).  Throughout my grandmother’s life, until the time that she gave it to me, she never removed it from her neck and kept it close to her heart.  I believe that it pleased her as well to see her granddaughter, named after her mother, wear this necklace with pride and respect.

Perhaps, what gives it that spark of a talisman is that it continues to carry the strength of its history, love, and strong emotion each time that I wear it.

According to an actual appraisal from a professional jeweler, this necklace is not worth very much and may have a small boost in its value for strictly historic reasons.

As an actual link to family and my place on the chain of mothers and daughters, grandmothers and granddaughters, it is priceless and could never be replaced.

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The focus is the soaring height of the historical architecture and while there are crowds of people, deep in their individual prayers, they are connected in their faith and focus on the Western Wall of the 2nd temple in Jerusalem.  The second temple was finished in 516 BC and stands as a testament to religious freedom and survival for over 2,500 years.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Temple

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From excavations in the Jewish Quarter, walkways and columns, as well as stalls and other evidence of daily life, were discovered dating back to the 6th century AD.  The “Cardo” was the main street in ancient Roman cities.  The Cardo still stands as a piece of history where people can see what architecture and life was like historically.  The history and ancient buildings draw in the eye as people walk by on cobblestones thousands of years old.

http://www.rova-yehudi.org.il/sites/the-cardo/

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Jerusalem stands as the home and birthplace for three religions.  It welcomes all pilgrims and those who seek to appreciate its beauty and historical significance.

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If you care anything for home décor and design, then perhaps you have an HGTV addiction like I.  Each time Joanna Gaines does her reveal, I am amazed at the finished product.  How someone can see so much creativity in a boxed-in space always boggles my mind.  Also, I have enough Canadian content, that I would gratefully and willingly welcome any Property Brother to my home.  To the Scott brothers, and those designers who can turn older into something fabulous and new, I am accessible and ready for change.

Each of these shows takes something old down to the foundation, the good bones, and turns it into a vision of beauty. Respecting your story, and creating new objects to be admired from age, makes your home a sanctuary and a place of loving comfort.

In creating the heart of the home, reclaimed wood is highly desired. Focal walls that highlight the original markings and scars of use, hand-forged iron, and objects of inspiration and affection trigger great appreciation and gratitude.

I am a Fixer Upper too. The scratches, dents, and dings are a part of me that I reveal to those with whom I want to create deep relationships.  Some of my decorative elements are unique, quirky, and very DIY.  Antiques have been given another opportunity to be loved and treasured.  That is what I want too; don’t tell me that I am too old to understand. Rather, it is my experience and resilience through all types of construction that secure my foundation.

Changing perspective, removing the clutter, and adding a fresh coat of color help me to be more inviting and a gathering place for others.  Planting the roots deeply to add appeal to my personal landscape, I can see how much more work I want to do on the façade and beneath.

But, at the end of the day, appreciating the abundance I have received and seeing it in a new light, will help me to live happily ever after.  Or, at least until my next redesign.

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