The Ring
Well, I guess I can let the cat out of the bag….
In retrospect, I think this is what was causing the most
hurt.
Regardless of the ups and downs I had with her. My thoughts and my very being were hers.. No matter how frustrated or mad I got with
her…. She was never once out of my mind.
I told myself that if she could do those things to get her
life in order, I would be so proud of her, that I would do what I had been
thinking about for the past 6 months.
For reference, see my post titled “The One with Taking a Break”.
I went as far as going to Joseph’s to look at my mom’s
ring. Get a new appraisal, get the
costs for something I wanted to engrave in the band along with a small portion
beside the diamonds to replicate the design on the ring of Mordor. (she is a huge LOTR fan).
The next step was to contact my brother to offer to pay him
for half the ring. Since the ring was
mom’s.
While I could have shown it better or said it better
(retrospect is 20/20 and cruel asshole), I would have proposed to her after she
got those things done.
Regardless of the other side of our lives, she was the one….
But as I look at this paperwork and the ring, I am reminded of how she
told me she had been wanting to end things for awhile now. I also think about how easy it was for her
to throw our relationship away so easily.
How could I have been so blind
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