My object is a ring, a special ring that my mom will one day give to me, the ring is gold and has a shiny diamond on it and small gold curved lines supporting it up, it’s an average ring really.I don’t know where my grandmother got the ring but I know this ring is about over 21 years old at least.   This ring is important to me because is represents my grandmother and my mom. I don’t know how my family would feel about my story because they didn’t know I was making one but also know how I feel 100% about the story either, but I think I’m happy to share it though.     This object  connects to my identity because it represents me, and it represents me because it represents my mother and grandmother which play a big part in my life. My grandma and mom are very special to me because the take care of me and we laugh with each other all the time and make me feel happy.It once belonged to my grandma then it was passed down to my mom when she turned 21, so when I turn 21 i’ll have the ring too. 

– A

Relationship:  Grandchild of im/migrant Grandchild of im/migrant