She handed me a pretty silver box and told me to open it.

It was during one of my visits with her that she came out of her bedroom with a small silver box.  She handed me the pretty silver box and told me to open it.  I did and much to my surprise was a beautiful necklace with matching bracelet.  I asked her why and she said, "Mom this is very special to me and there is nobody in this world that should end up with it except you."  I hugged her and thanked her.  Now, every time I wear it, which is not often, as I cherish it and keep it tucked away, I have such good compliments.  This the only piece of her jewelry that I have.  During winter time, I wear a pretty black sweater she gave to me one day.  It fits me kind of snug but when I wear it I feel as though she is hugging me.  I think about her all the time.  Right now I'm thinking that if she would not have died, she would be all into her children's school activities.  I remember how she would help each one with their homework.  They sure had an awesome mom.  One of a kind.  My Nettle Poodle.  I miss her so .