Put a Ring on It?

I always felt that engagement/wedding rings, beyond a simple, understated band, were a waste of money. Maybe that's bec...

This topic was created in the Miscellaneous forum by caligula on Wednesday, January 11, 2012 and has 57 replies.
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That's a lovely thing to have done for you. He gave you the "Heart of the Ocean", himself in a real way.
Yes I did, 2 years ago. She was a diabetic. I wear the mourning locket on a piece of black leather, long enough so that it is right over my heart. I find myself just holding it quietly quite often. Or opening it for the curious so I can share her.
What's a mourning locket?
I'm sorry to hear that VB. It's painful at any time to lose someone you love, but the loss of a child is unmatchable. I'm sure I'm not telling you anything you don't already know, but so few make it through with their mental health. It takes a very strong person to live through it and love on still. I've always thought you impressive and now I see where that inner strength stems from. Share with me, how old was she? Still in school? Sign? smile Bright and outgoing or stoic and full of intellgence?
Oddity and irony, diabetes runs in my family too. My father is Type 1 insulin dependant and wears a pump. Terrible disease.... does it run in your family? Her father's family?
It's often in those rare quiet moments that the memories come clearest and before I know it I'm there. That's always when they are most pure and I feel like he's with me of his own accord, not because I'm calling for him. We would have been celebrating my 10 year wedding anniversary here soon.
Now to answer you GemsRa. A mourning locket is a hinged necklace. Mine is Civil War era with a spray of flowers and pearls inset in the blossoms ( for Margaret, her middle name ). Black enamel and gold. Within is a place under glass, two sided. In one side is her picture, the other holds a locket of her hair.
Strength? Thank you for that but at times I am anything but strong about it. You get through because there is no choice but too. Perhaps that is strong, but nights curled around her stuffed toys doesn't seem so. I cleave to the bond we had, what a joy she was. From the moment I knew she was curled up like a wee peanut beneath my heart until the end. How very loved she was. How loved I was as her mother.
She was 11 when she passed away. 2 months shy of her 12th birthday. Type 1, insulin dependent. A Scorpio. She was dreadfully bright, straight A's in school, advanced math. She loved horses, wolves, the outdoors. She took great delight in making her big brothers life a living hell, it was her moral duty. Every morning she would bound out of bed and sleepily sidle up next to me for hugs and kisses. Every night she'd wind round me tight for the same. Our tastes, interests, our sense of humor was matched. No one who met her didn't fall under her spell. She glowed and bristled with energy. She was the laughter and light in this house. A star so brilliant, so beautiful. My children. My eldest daughter is my breath, my son my soul, my youngest my heart. They are the trinity, I am so honored, so damned proud of each of them. Every time I look at them my heart could just do flips. A mothers worst fear, her nightmare to lose a child. Rightly so. It is nothing I'd wish on my lowest enemy. How could I? It is the most vicious and keening pain a woman could ever know. To watch a girl so special and loved grow up and begin to be a young woman..to have to crawl into that effing bed and cradle my child as she died was the cruelest blow ever dealt to this woman. Oh how I BEGGED for whatever divine Force was listening to take ME in her stead.
It does run on my fathers side of the family. Grandfather was diabetic, my father is. I was gestational diabetic with the last two pregnancies. Usually adult onset, not for her though.
I keep track of time the same as you do with your late husband. October 29th, she'd have been 14. In full flower of young womanhood, claws fully extended. Sassy, just like her big sis. Guaranteed.
I would loose a ring... actually I did loose my wedding 'band'
No bended knee for my proposal, more of "so... do you wanna get married?' haha!
I opted to skip the ring in exchange for 3 months of travel (great decision cause the marriage didn't last but I'll have those travel memories foreversmile
Both sides of the family were outraged, so my fiance's Dad filed down two bolts and made us wedding bands. He is very creative (Pisces) I thought they were sooooo cool and actually did wear it for a good year.
Then I began to feel like I was branded and would forget to put it on. Then I lost it. I think it was very insensitive of me and I know it hurt my ex Aqua's feelings. Sad
If I ever got married again (tho I swear I WON'T) I'd wear a ring if it made my partner happy. It wouldn't be about me next time around.
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Aw Vb, that's such a sweet recount. I especially love the part about sidling up to you in the mornings. I've absoutely seen this move.... I picture her sleepy eyed coming into the kitchen, her hair tousled, and sidling up to your side where you instinctively as a form of daily habit pull your arm up and drape it around her shoulders. I imagine she probably stayed attached to you like for quite a few minutes while she was slowing waking up.
That's such a sweet memory. In the trinity, was she the youngest or do you have three children now with you?
That is exactly how it was. smile One of my most treasured pictures was even before her birth. Her early ultrasound picture. Her wee hand clearly pressed flat against my womb. "Here I am Momma."
She was the youngest. My eldest daughter will be 21 next month, my son will be 16 this summer.smile

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