This particular topic is very meaningful to me since I have lot's of meaningful treasures some not so tiny. It has been fun to walk down memory lane and think about the people I love and the memories attached to each item.
My first treasure and I go way back. These two dolls were made by my aunt Mavis and were displayed at my Grandma's house in her famous "Green Room". The "Green Room" was a spare bedroom that was beautiful to me in every way. It was the most comfortable place on earth to me as a child. The furniture was so nice and it matched. I remember a vanity with a huge round mirror on the top and lot's of collector's perfume bottles. There was a car and a dog and a few others I can't remember. I loved the nice bed with an actual headboard and footboard, the very pretty dresser with two small drawers--where Grandma kept old pictures that I loved to look at. If I remember correctly the dolls sat on top of a pretty handkerchief on the dresser. I remember wanting so badly to play with these dolls. I would stare at them and imagine that I was playing with them. As far as I can remember I never touched them. I was too afraid that my aunt Kathy would get mad at me. I distinctly remember taking a bath at Grandma's house in her bathroom that smelled like Vic's Vapor rub, using her green swirly striped soap and then getting into the pretty pjs she would have waiting for my sister Mary and I. Then finally after saying good-night and being left alone in that great room I remember opening each bottle of perfume and smelling them one at a time and laughing as Mary and I wrinkled our noses at the interesting scents. The scents seemed very strong and masculine to me yet I loved them because they were Grandma's and all a part of the "Green Room" experience. In the picture the dolls are on top of the green and white gingham quilt that Mavis also made which was always coverring the bed. Under neath the quilt there were always the same soft beautiful floral sheets. I remember how cool they felt and how wonderful they smelled as I slipped into bed for the night. I wish I had the furniture from that room and the perfume bottles I would most certainly have a "Green Room" in my house. My Grandma passed away this spring and though I am sad that I will never visit the "Green Room" again I am thrilled to have these keepsakes to remind me of my beloved Grandma "Handsome" Hanson.
This is my engagement ring. Matt and I went together just to look and I ended up choosing this very ring. I was actually worried that he would choose a different ring that he liked better when the time came to actually purchase the ring. He didn't and it meant a lot to me that he bought the ring I loved even if it was a little plain. I remember walking up to BYU campus to go to work shortly after Matt officially proposed, and looking down at my hand and noticing how beautifully the diamond sparkled in the sun. I was sold on diamonds and felt so happy to be marrying Matt Holland, my home teacher:). I love pretty things and this is the prettiest that I own.
This is my wedding band. It is special to me because it looks just like my moms. I have always loved her simple gold band and her later acquired diamond solitare...so I copied her.
I wore this pearl necklace and earring set on my wedding day. It was given to me by a very dear friend. I will always cherish this set and the special person who gave it to me to wear on the most important day of my life.
This necklace is a replica of a birthday present given to me by my youngest brother Joey two days before I was married. I turned 22 on December 19th and was married on the 21st. According to my Mom Joey Carefully looked through various options until he finally spotted this chain and declared, "This is it, Kristie will love it." I do love it and will always think of my sweet 12 year old brother carefully picking it out for me.
Matt bought these earings for me If I remember correctly the day we went looking for a ring. I remember being in a store that had absolutely nothing pretty as far as engagement rings were concerned and seeing these pretty earrings. I pointed them out to Matt and didn't think about them again. He asked me to leave the store so he could take care of something. Thinking he was going to buy one of the not-so-pretty engagement rings in the store I was really upset. A few days later when he gave me the earrings I was surprised and relieved that he bought them for me and not a ring...I certainly wasn't expecting EARRINGS and was impressed with his thoughtfulness and sneaky ways. They are my favorite because Matt bought them and because they just plain look good on me. (Can I say that?)
These earrings were given to me with a necklace, watch, jewelry box and handkerchief from a lady named Lyndita. I met her in Canterbury England where we lived for a year while Matt completed a post-graduate degree. She was taking the discussions from the missionaries at the time I met her and we fell in love immediately. I know that sounds strange but it is true. It was love at first talk. The funny thing is is that she couldn't speak English very well at all. The missionaries weren't making very much progress with her since she spoke Albanian so I decided to go down to a book store and pick up a set of tapes to learn Albanian. I wasn't about to sit by and watch this wonderful person not get baptized because of a language barrier. I eventually with Lyndita's help learned enough to serve as a rough interpreter for both her and the missionaries. She was baptized a few months later. It was a very sweet experience. I love Lyndita with all my heart. We surely must have known each other in the pre-existance.
Matt gave this bracelet to me on our Fifth wedding anniversary. He was so excited to give it to me and the best part is is that he had been planning and saving for it for several months before our anniversary. I like it when Matt Spends time and effort on me. I remember one of the first times I wore the bracelet was in another city, I can't remember which one, I just remember we were staying in a hotel and I was getting dressed to go out for the night and had just put the bracelet on. I looked down at some point and realized it was missing. I was sick to my stomach and didn't want to tell Matt. I thought he would think I had been careless. I told him anyway and he took it pretty well, but definitely wanted to find it. I think Grant suggested that we kneel down and say a prayer. I got up from my prayer and found it immediately in a bag that I had just looked in a few minutes prior to the prayer. It must have slipped off shortly after I put it on. This bracelet was lost again a few months later when we returned from yet another trip and the suitcase was put away in the garage before I was able to take my jewelry box out of a zipperred part of the bag. The jewelry box had all of the items I have posted today and a few others. I checked the suitcase for any sign of the box and found to my horror one of the earrings Matt bought for me the day we went ring shopping loose and by itself and then the lid to the jewelry box. I was so upset and Matt was upset. I felt awful. Our whole family felt awful. Once again we said a prayer and a few months later we came across the rest of the peices of jewelry and the bottom of the jewelry box in the pocket of a suitcase that apparently hadn't been searched very well. That was a happy day. I just need a real jewelry box that locks for our travels.
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