Leftantler shared this story with me and commented that she also had her Mother's watch, which she had not worn. It reminded me not of a watch but a thank you card my Dad had written.
He was not one for writing, but following my graduation from University in 1988 he wrote me a short message is a small card. I carried this card around in my wallet for years. Then one day I realised I didn't have it anymore.
I knew I'd changed wallet a few times but I couldn't believe and still can't that I would have accidentally thrown it away. From time to time I still search for it. Maybe it's inside a book, in a draw somewhere inside something else - safe!
I hope the day comes when it does appear again. Although I can't remember what my Dad wrote, I do remember the sentiment. That alone still brings a lump to my throat.
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