My name is pronounced Mary but spelled M-A-R-I. This made it absolutely impossible to find those leather name bracelets that were popular in the 1970's. Maybe I whined enough or maybe Mom felt guilty for giving me an other-than-normally-spelled name, but one Easter when I was 13 or 14 she gave me a silver bracelet w/ my name engraved on it. It cost much more than a leather one, but all I could think of was that it wasn't like the ones the other kids my age had. What an idiot I was, and I can only hope I didn't say something stupid and ungrateful. If I did, Mom never let on. I still have that silver bracelet. I'm wearing it right now, which means it survived a lot longer than those leather ones that usually pulled apart around the snap.
Mom enjoyed giving gifts at Easter. They were different than Christmas gifts b/c I usually only got one thing, but it was a really nice one thing, and it was usually jewelry. I got out the Easter decorations tonight, and it wasn't until I was cleaning and decorating that I remembered that my silver name bracelet was an Easter gift all those years ago. How lucky I am to have had a mom who knew how to make special times even more memorable.
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