I pulled the twisted gold chain out of the inlaid wood jewelry box and watched as the intricate charm that has dangled from it for at least 70 years spun around. I don’t know how long my grandmother had the necklace before she gave it to me. I took possession of it when I was about ten years old and it looked like it had already been sitting in her own jewelry box for years. The charm is as unusual now as it was then, even for a piece of Judaica. It is less than an inch tall but is a full-scale replica of an Aron HaKodesh, the Holy Ark, in 14-carat gold. Its tiny lacy hinged doors open to reveal an even tinier, dangling Torah. You can almost hear the melody of the
Beautifully written words that moved me. I have grappled with all the same feelings and after reading this I will now untangle my Star of David necklace and wear it proudly around my neck. Thank you for this. XO
Ilene, your story is important and amazing and I am so glad that you shared it. Thank you. And thank you for including a picture of the necklace. I was trying to imagine what it looked like, and there it was! It's beautiful.
Beautifully written words that moved me. I have grappled with all the same feelings and after reading this I will now untangle my Star of David necklace and wear it proudly around my neck. Thank you for this. XO
Ilene, your story is important and amazing and I am so glad that you shared it. Thank you. And thank you for including a picture of the necklace. I was trying to imagine what it looked like, and there it was! It's beautiful.