Many years ago my mother gave me a necklace which belonged to her mother.

The necklace is an object, its narrative powerful

I wore it to soothe and support me in times of duress

I wore it to celibrate and embrace me in times of joy

my daughter carried it on her wedding day knowing its story

she also wore her Scottish grandmother’s wedding ring

surrounded by the strength and spirit of her ancestors

Have you ever felt the wamth and comfort of people you once loved

Have you ever felt their presence near and protective

and felt their absence as others are more in need?

The necklace will be passed to my daughter and to hers

The narrative will become fluid as each owner leaves their mark on the future