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I fear I might be a little superstitious.  It's true.  I'm not a fan of broken mirrors, I flip face-down coins face-up for other people to find, and I carried a four-leaf clover all over Europe on one of my trips because Dad found one the day before I left.  That said, I have, for years, loved monogrammed things; jewelry, sweaters, jackets, bags, sheets, and, most especially, towels, but I have never ordered or purchased any because I was a little afraid that ordering my initials in print or thread would seal my fate.  Those initials would be mine forever.

This week, I decided to let that most likely unfounded fear aside and placed an order on Etsy for a monogrammed necklace in rose gold.  It will arrive in about ten days from last Tuesday, and will feature my initials:  AHJ, and I will wear it with my rose gold ring and earrings to complete the set. I'm not going to lie; this feels a little dangerous.  Permanent, somehow.  But if this past year has taught me anything, it's that you don't get any fun or enjoyment out of life when you live in trepidation, and I don't want to deny myself the simple things I know I'd enjoy in this very short life.

I'll post a picture of my necklace when it arrives, and it'll be around my neck.  Fearlessly.