💔 Heartbreaking letter from my Granny Tootsie today, but I’m thankful for any letter at all. ❤
Went out after this and bought a 50 pack of blank cards, been writing my Gran letters every week. Also, its day ten since I started taking magnesium again, and I’m feeling good. And I just got off the phone with my mom after talking for an hour or so, we do that all the time, even though we see each other constantly. I’m just really thankful to have that kind of relationship with my mom… I’m thankful for all the women in my life.
Another handsome Victorian locket couple. Hard to get a clear picture, tintypes under beveled glass. Could use a gentle cleaning, but I’m too wary to do it myself. ✨🎩👨👩🔑✨
She’s claimed the boy as her own.
Little Bean, big skillz. 👍
Little Mouse Drops The Crumbs
Feeling really peaceful today! Sometimes you just gotta mourn those phantom losses and let go. I feel new. Reset. Ready. Started taking magnesium again, picking out a good book. Filling myself with the kind words from you beautiful lads and lasses. Thanks for staying rad and caring.
My older sister was (and still is) “the pretty one” and “the thin one” and had to be the center of attention by being loud and she was horrible to me growing up she boosted her own low self esteem by making fun of me and not including me around her friends and really isolated me and made me feel ugly and they would call me names and I was too shy to say anything back and to this day she doesn’t know I would clean my fishbowl with her toothbrush… O.O
"I love you." - I really do, you’re incredible, please never leave.
"I hate you." - I love you so much and it scares the hell out of me.
"FUCK you." - I hate you.
My Bean turns 4 tomorrow!! I really just can’t believe it… This tiny explosion of unfiltered energy, this beautiful little wildling boy, has spent 4 whole rotations of this world by my side.
Doodled my girl Sansa this morning.
A little piece of Victorian mourning jewelry I acquired. Braided hair under glass, and black enamel design on the reverse.
Update: Recently I’ve been having a very hard time with my emotions. Things that normally hurt and then dissipate hold steady in me and spread like a loss, heavier and heavier each day… And then I realized, I’ve been wearing this necklace night and day for over a week. If anything I own would carry pain and loss it’s this piece… And I’ve always taken care to respect the histories of my antiques (particularly mirrors) it’s part of the reason I love them so much, but I’ve also always felt a protection because of the care and love I have for them. Maybe that same connection has made me sensitive to their past. Or maybe it’s all in my head, honestly I was fine the first few days wearing it… In any case, I took it off this morning and imagined all these weights lifting with it. I laid it gently in my jewelry box and opted for a modern necklace for the next few days… In my head or not, I do feel better.
* Also a giant thank you to you guys, who have been endlessly supportive with me this past week, it’s been a great comfort and I will not forget it.
My rings details. She’s a true Art Deco era beauty.💙💍💙
For anyone not following me on instagram: He popped the question!!… In a small clearing in the middle of the woods… Filled with violets… With an antique ring!!!