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Post 9: Symbolism

Something that I carry with me/ wear daily is a ring that my mother gave to be about 8 years ago. It is a white gold band with a pink sapphire heart. She gave it to me for Christmas, and I tried it on immediately, and have never taken it off since. Funny thing is, I have always hated pink. I was never a girly girl and pink just was not my color of choice. She knew that and some how still ended up getting me this ring, but when I opened it, that did not matter to me. I loved it, I never said anything about how much I hate pink, because we all knew, but it was from her. To her it may have been her just getting me a really nice piece of jewelry. But to me, it meant more, it is something that I can always have with me and have ever since. Especially now that I have moved over 700 miles away from home, and I cannot see her everyday it means even more, because when I look down the ring is always there. It symbolizes to me the comfort of my mother, the love that I have for her, and her for me. My parents are my best friends, I miss them everyday but to have something like this holds such  a sentimental value that nothing could ever replace it, I hope I never lose this damn thing. It has been on my finger through a lot of life experiences and it means the absolute world to me.

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  1. UnknownSeptember 22, 2017 at 7:09 PM

    This is sweet that you can use the ring as a reminder when you're not physically with your mom!

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  2. UnknownSeptember 23, 2017 at 8:32 AM

    its crazy how something so simple can remind you of someone and that they care about you even when he or she is not around!

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