This necklace honors the life, beauty and motherhood of Anne Christine.
"She made beauty all round her. When she trod on mud, the mud was beautiful; when she ran in the rain, the rain was silver. When she picked up a toad--she had the strangest and, I thought, unchanciest love for all manner of brutes--the toad became beautiful." -Til We Have Faces, by C.S. Lewis
This necklace is suggested in an 18-inch length as pictured but can be modified in length to 16 or 20 inches upon request in comments at checkout.