Artifacts

There is a gold fish pin, with diamonds placed where the scales would be. The pin no longer closes, and it has lost most of the diamonds. But it still is such a beautiful pin. One which my mother gave me, her mother gave her, and so on. There is a story with this pin I'm sure. But it is a mystery to me. It's been in so many places unknown. Strange to think such a small gold fish pin could carry so much history with it. And it just baffles me to think that soon I will be the history carried down with it.And I will pass it down to my daughter. Then her daughter after. Will it be as special to them as it is to me? I have often thought to myself, that the pin has had its time on earth, and the heirloom will end with me. I could pass down something to my daughter that describes me. Whether it be a pair of dance shoes, jewelry, or a poem. Something she can remember me by. That she would appreciate more than this gold fish pin that has no meaning to her. Then again why stop such a lovely heirloom.So I will continue the process.And hope she loves it just as much as I did when I first recieved it.