Please tell me why I'm wearing this ring on my finger (my right finger that is, don't worry!). This ring was given to me by someone who loved me, who I loved back, very much, with my whole heart, my everything. This ring is now on my finger, I wear it every day. But this ring was not on my finger for a long time. Ok, so I lost it for a while, but during that time, and before, I had deliberatly not worn it for a while. I didn't wear it because I was hurt, I wanted to forget. I didn't want to care.
When I first realized this ring was lost, I was surprised at how upset I was that I could not possess it. When I found it after it being lost, I was surprised at how thrilled I was that it was in my hands again.
Two reasons I love this ring. Two reasons this ring is dear to my heart.
The first is superficial: This ring is a tanzanite ring. I had wanted a tanzanite ring for quite a long time. My mom had said she'd get me one for my Sweet 16, yet that didn't happen. I saw beautiful tanzanite in Mexico and had dreamed of having one of my very own. So for Christmas of 2005, I received one. It was special. But like I said, I really just wanted the tanzanite!
The second reason this ring is dear to my heart, the reason I wear it today, the reason I don't take it off, is because it is more of a symbolism than anything else. This ring reminds me that I once had a great love. In A Bronx Tale (good movie, check it out) a wise man tells a young boy everyone has three great loves in his life. So far, I've only had one. This ring reminds me that I am capable of loving and being loved in return, for this is one of life's greatest treasures. It also reminds me of true friendship. A friendship that is very dear to me, almost non-existant at the moment, but one that I will cherish until the day I die.
Tanzanite is my sweet reminder of a past gone and a future bolder than I can dream at this moment.