When my son turned ten, it was time for him to inherit one of my most-valued possessions.
I turned my wedding rings into a ring for him to wear when he’s older, but it wasn’t that. It wasn’t anything worth insuring. Or even something that would be meaningful to anyone else but me – and him.
It was this:
![](https://cdn.mamamia.com.au/wp/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/21155845/Human-Bean-photo-600x300.jpg)
Yes, a small ceramic 'bean' that my mother gave me when I was ten... decades ago. It cost $3.50, from the local newsagent, which I know because the price tag only just wore off.