What’s the meaning behind a ring? Sometimes I wonder if I should sell them, pawn them, I don’t even know. I have two sets now. One from a late husband, the other from my fiancee.
Loved. I was and am loved. It’s clear in the time and money spent picking and designing these rings.
Both sets sparkle incredibly. They both mean so much to me. And so I hold tightly onto the ones from before. But sometimes I wonder if it’s not meant for me to hold. If perhaps they should go on and have a life of their own.
Am I being presumptuous to think one of our children will want to use it? The rings their father chose for their mother…
What else is there to do with such lovely and bittersweet gifts?