The Emotional Attachment Of Jewelry Over 50

By Susan "Honey" Good

Jewelry is weighted with meaning. I dare say if jewelry could talk each piece would convey the story of how their home became your personal jewelry drawer.

Our emotional attachment to our jewelry is laced with an assortment of emotions and memories ranging from love, joy, friendship, good luck, a birthday or anniversary, achievements, a gift from a child or grand to memories of a loved one. I think our passion for our jewelry and its sentimental meaning tends to grow deeper each year for women over fifty.

For example, my red string bracelet with its seven knots I never take off my wrist because I believe it guards and protects me. I am attached to my beautiful French bracelet that I was not going to own until a girlfriend pushed me into the shop to buy it. Every time I put on the bracelet it is laced with a memory of friendship.

Our emotional attachment to jewelry, the sentimentality of each piece is more than jewelry, each is a special keepsake.

I glance down at my keyboard and notice my two red strings tied onto my left wrist. Emotions grab me; one string promises hope and survival, the other string, gifted to me by a grandson, promises joy.

My emotional attachment to these simple pieces of stringed jewelry cannot be matched by any other piece of jewelry in my jewelry drawer except my gold wedding band my husband, Sheldon Good, placed on my finger on our wedding day and my Hermes bracelet collection.


My collection of Hermes bracelets is a reminder of my blessing. I believe in Karma and I believe I am alive today because of fate. I am a cancer survivor. My cancer was found because of luck.

For the past ten years, since my diagnosis and surgery, I have had to emotionally endure a multitude of cat scans. My husband has accompanied me to every appointment. Each visit to the cat scan floor followed by an elevator ride to the 7th floor for a visit with my surgeon for the results, for me, was and is a terrifying experience. Actually, I begin getting terrified the month before the scan, lying in bed each and every night, telling my ultimate concierge, “I am terrified!”


After passing with flying colors the first cat scan of now more than twenty, my husband decided we should celebrate. I remember he wanted to take me to a certain restaurant.  By chance, we walked by the Hermes shop. He admired a bracelet in the window. He would do this on occasion… see something I had not noticed and decide that I should have it.

That day he picked out my first Hermes bracelet. He put it on my wrist and said, “This bracelet has meaning. It is full circle with no breaks. We are forever together on your journey.”

This began a custom. After each successful cat scan, he would march me over to the Hermes shop, chose a bracelet with my input, at times, and then takes me out for lunch to celebrate my survival or as he would say, “Our Survival.”

I am emotionally attached to my jewelry collection of Hermes bracelets, wearing one almost every day or night. Each one is weighted with overpowering emotional feelings. Love. Survival. Hope, Gratitude.

If you have pieces of sentimental jewelry you no longer want to wear please gift them to your daughters or grands. My mother gave me two of my father’s watches. I love them and wear them often. I have my favorite great Aunt’s pin. Wearing it has a double meaning. I loved her and I love the idea she wanted me to have her jewelry. I have given my daughters jewelry their father, my late husband, gave me.

Keeping keepsakes in the family is part of one’s family heritage. Each piece is a story. Pass each down with your memory of the presentation and reason for the gift in a verbal or written story…that gives the gift its true value.

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