All the jewellery now gone. To charity, to Romania, where it will be loved.
I started sifting through the numerous shoe boxes of jewellery that mom had stashed in shoe boxes. A box of earrings, a box of brooches and a box of rings. Each item was in a plastic pouch, most of it costume jewellery of little value. All organised, categorised and labelled.
The last time I saw her wear jewellery was about four years ago, for a wedding. She borrowed some of mine. Apparently she had none to match the outfit she has chosen to wear.