A little piece of my heart is missing! I know that is a pretty dramatic way to start off a blog post. I also know that after I explain why many of you will think how silly I am. But still… I can’t help but feel the way I feel.
So why do I feel like a little piece of my heart is missing… because I have some how lost one of the diamonds from my engagement ring /wedding ring. My wedding ring surrounds my engagement ring and makes one beautiful ring. Well it did. Now it looks like this. (see picture)
This was not one of the diamond chips I lost… it was a pretty big stone and I have no idea how or when it happened. Last night while brushing my teeth I looked down and noticed the gap. I started crying. Hubby came in and tried his hardest to comfort me. “It doesn’t matter. The ring is just a symbol of our love. Those two kids upstairs … they are your real diamonds.” It was all very sweet but it did not help.
I know it can be replaced. I know it is just something material and should not matter so much, but to me it does. To me it represents so much more. My ring is a physical reminder of my husbands never-ending love, devotion and his promises. Hubby chose to give me a 3 diamond ring as it represented our past, our present and our future. I can’t help but wonder which I lost? I know I should not think of it that way… but I do.
Perhaps it matters so much because so many people who are close to me are going through some really tough times in their own marriages. Many of these folks have even divorced. Perhaps my ring is like a pacifier for me. It gives me comfort when I need it most. Or maybe I am so upset because it really was a pretty ring and it hurts to not see it on my finger looking the way it should.
I don’t know why it bothers me so much but it does. I am sentimental. I know it can be replaced… but it won’t be the same ring anymore, perhaps that is what truly bothers me the most.
I guess I know where the boy gets it from after all! SIGH