Precious Reminders

Whenever I would look at my right hand, I'll see this ring - a silver ring with a wavey line in the middle, measuring a twelfth of an inch - worn deep around my ring finger. Recently, it feels a little more loose than how it grabbed my finger just a few months back (indicator: less body fat).

It's been there for I-don't-know-how-long-already. I'd say it's been around my finger for more than a year already, and it hasn't left this finger either for that given period in time. Yes... literally around my ring finger for that long! You see, I never take it off at all. At first, I did, especially when I was going to sleep, but I keep on forgetting to put it back.

Long-term solution: wear the ring, never take it off.

Somehow, what the ring symbolizes is how I'm bonded with Katrina. It's something that, whenever I take a glance at it or touch it, even by merely acknowledging its presence at my right hand, I know that my heart belongs to her. It makes me wonder why I haven't taken it off for so long a time, despite the times I got mad at her (yes, that happens, too...). I guess it's just the fact that I love her too much just to take her off me, be it in my mind or wrapped around my finger.

Interpret it this way: in sunny or rainy weather, she'll still be my baby girl. Perhaps that's what this single wave on this ring is telling me. It's not always happy days, nor would there be an infinite downpour. What matters is how we go through these moments in our lives.

*Stares at ring, looks closely.*

You know what? The ring needs a little tarnish remover...