I've given up. I can't find it anywhere. I don't know how it could have disappeared so thoroughly, but I'm not going to find it without a metal detector. Maybe not even then.
I am so sad. It's just a ring, but well, you know. It's not the ring, it's the sentiment attached to it. Everytime I looked at it I was reminded of when we got it, of the husband putting it on my hand when we got married, of how shiny and pretty it was at first and how it got scratched up so quickly. I was sad to see it get scratched, in those early days of marriage, but after a while I decided it was nicely symbolic of how we were managing to fit our lives together.
It was a cheap ring. We got our rings on sale, $60 for the set. 10K gold, bands on the narrow side. We were both of us very poor back then. I didn't even have an engagement ring at first, because we just couldn't swing it. The husband surprised me a week before our wedding with a $30 cubic zirconia ring from Walmart. I was thrilled. Even $30 was a big sacrifice for him at that time.
It's our private joke now. My engagement rings looks very expensive, actually. It makes me laugh that the wedding and engagement ring cost the same amount. I never wanted anything pricy. I'd feel too nervous with something that costs thousands of dollars on my hand. My sister has a friend who was given a family heirloom as an engagement ring. $14,000. Yeah, she lost it. It was insured, but still. Losing a family heirloom? Yeeks! I'm glad I don't have to feel guilty as well as sad about my ring.
Sometime in the next few weeks I'll get a babysitter for the girls and the husband and I will go over to Walmart. We'll pick another inexpensive ring, as much like the original as possible (which shouldn't be hard.) It won't be the ring, but it'll be good enough. After all, what's important is that I get to belong to him and he gets to belong to me, and I get to wear a ring letting the world know how much we mean to each other. I'll always remember my first ring, but I'll make new memories with my second ring and they'll be precious too.
To start with, I'll think of it as a recommitment to each other. Yeah, that works.
Monday, July 11, 2005
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