When I was 26, my dad passed away on December 23. It wasn’t entirely unexpected — he had been suffering from a cruel neurological illness that robbed him of the ability to move — but it was still devastating.
A few days before, my brother, sister‑in‑law, and I had gone out to get a tree for my mother. She hadn’t had the time or energy to decorate it. That year, her dramatic flair showed itself in the simplest way: the only ornament on the tree was a pale green glass ball with a frosted Christmas tree on it. Why? Because that one was my dad’s favourite.
Presenting: Dad’s Favourite Ornament Earrings. The glass ball beads reminded me of that ornament — a quiet tribute to memory, love, and loss. Also available in red, just because I felt like it.
Carry a little piece of holiday nostalgia and family love with you.
Brass, stainless steel, glass
When I was 26, my dad passed away on December 23. It wasn’t entirely unexpected — he had been suffering from a cruel neurological illness that robbed him of the ability to move — but it was still devastating.
A few days before, my brother, sister‑in‑law, and I had gone out to get a tree for my mother. She hadn’t had the time or energy to decorate it. That year, her dramatic flair showed itself in the simplest way: the only ornament on the tree was a pale green glass ball with a frosted Christmas tree on it. Why? Because that one was my dad’s favourite.
Presenting: Dad’s Favourite Ornament Earrings. The glass ball beads reminded me of that ornament — a quiet tribute to memory, love, and loss. Also available in red, just because I felt like it.
Carry a little piece of holiday nostalgia and family love with you.
Brass, stainless steel, glass
