Legacy’s chains
“This necklace,” I said, as I gently took it from Vivian and held it up to the light, “represents who we are, the struggles we’ve endured, and the victories we’ve won.” Its beauty was undeniable, but so was the heaviness it brought with it. In the reflection of its facets, I saw not just my face, but the faces of my mother, my grandmother, and those before. It was a chain of legacy, each link forged by the one prior, a symbol of our family’s unbroken, albeit troubled, continuity.