-- CrystalVaults.com (link to source)
Ok, bear with me on this one. I do not have a lot of faith in crystal energy.
What I do have, in spades, is an interest in symbolism. And reasons to laugh. So here we go -
On D-Day, I took off my wedding ring, and I haven't put it on since. I loved that ring. It was a simple, silver-looking band, medium thick, hand-hammered by a local jeweler. To me, it didn't just stand for our marriage, it represented it - battered a bit by the world, but beautiful for the battering, and fundamentally solid, strong, unbreakable.
I can't look at it anymore. It's in a drawer somewhere, along with every other piece of jewelry Drew has ever given me.
Instead, on my ring finger, I wear this:
This beautiful ring is my talisman, my reminder of the deep-down core knowledge I touched the day after D-Day. That the worst was over, and it hadn't destroyed me. That I am far stronger than I ever imagined. And that I was and will be okay.
I refer to it as my engagement ring. It's my engagement ring to myself. That I will love myself and honor myself and care for myself, forever.
The irregular stone is me - it's scratched and cut but beautiful and deep. It's supported by three bands, standing for my amazing family, which consists of me and my two daughters.
In my darkest moments, I rub it to remind myself that I am okay, I will be okay.
That was the heavy symbolism part; here's the funny part.
One day, in my random googling, I decided to learn more about the stone itself - green garnet.
Turns out it's supposed to help with chaos, encourage loving communication, and bring success with lawsuits.
Bases covered!!
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