A Premonition?
My mom's mom died in 1983, four years before I was born. When she died, my mom inherited most, if not all, of her Christmas ornaments. Some of them are really freakin' ugly, but I'm all about vintage anything, so I put them up anyway. Even the metallic parrot one, and y'all know how much I despise birds.
However, three little ornaments are just flat out freaky when you look at them the way I do. Pardon the blurriness, I gave up trying and caring.
Someone my grandma knew made them for her in the late 60s. Here's where it gets good.
The gold one is the color of my dad's birthstone (November). Ruby red is my brother's birthstone (July). And the emerald green one? Yep, that's my birthstone (May). Notice the pearls on all three of them? Pearl is my mother's birthstone (June).
Remember, the ornaments, the only three made, were given to my grandma in the 60's. My parent's didn't meet/marry until 1980. Craig wasn't born until 1985, and I, 1987.
Does anyone else think this is spooky?
I feel like I noticed this a couple years ago while decorating our family room tree, but it seems to surprise me every year.
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Comments
That is a little freaky.
I remember the year my grandmother died. We already had a plane ticket to spend xmas with her that year.
So xmas morning, we were all sitting by the tree opening our gifts. When my aunt opened the gift my grandmother bought for her before she passed away, my grandmother's favorite ornament fell off the tree. Coincidence? I don't think so!