When my mom passed away my dad gave me her wedding rings.
Eons ago she had her original center diamond reset into a different ring. I have talked about taking that stone and having it put back into its original band for years so I could wear it.
I guess a certain little girl had been listening. Listening for a quite a few years because here it is. . .
I discovered the ring box on my pillow one night with a short little note "A late birthday, early Mother's Day and just because I love you." When I opened the box I paused to wrap my brain around what I saw. I recognized it as my mom's ring but I was certain it was in my jewelry box. I immediately went to look for it. Of course it wasn't there. She made this happen all on her own. No help from Dad and a huge secret and surprise for me.
Maddison had the original ring all put back together, repaired and polished ~ just as beautiful as the day my dad placed it on my mom's hand.
Wearing it feels like something from a dream. A lovely, warm and welcoming dream.
This girl of mine is a gift.
I was sad and teary about what seemed to be my weaknesses screaming at me all at once. I felt as far from beautiful as I have felt in an extremely long time.
We share a journal. It's just between the two of us. Randomly we put it on one another's pillow. This was on my pillow late one night. . .
Her words and total belief in me was heaven sent.
My heart is overflowing.
