Until it's my wedding ring!
So Tracy always gives me a hard time about how I leave my rings on my nightstand and go about my day (I have finger claustrophobia issues but that's another therapy session). I went to the gym on Saturday, tied my rings to my tennies, went for a run on the treadmill, stopped to re-tie my shoe halfway through my run and went home.
An hour later, through teary eyes I kicked myself for being the most irresponsible person EVER for forgetting that my rings were tied to the shoe that came untied. Before Tracy left to go find my rings he says, "It's just stuff." Thanks to a quick phone call and Isaiah at the front desk my "stuff" was retrieved.
Through this experience, I have realized how sentimental I am. They are so much more than just stuff. As I was explaining to Ellie why mommy was crying, I got in touch with the fact that memories are sometimes embodied in things that we hold dear and sometimes take for granted until we come face to face with their loss. My treasure is in heaven, but for now I will be grateful that we won't be ring shopping anytime soon.
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I can relate with Ellie. I remember a similar moment when my mommy was crying over losing her wedding ring in a lump of playdough. I think my dad had to replace it.
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