So, my Little (Big) Blue Ring gets a ton of attention. Whether its out running errands in yoga pants and a baseball cap or all dressed up people always stop and ask. I figured a little back story on this beauty is necessary. I wear the blue stoned ring for my boys. I actually received it as a gift when my first son was born. Originally the plan was for a birthstone ring but later blue seemed like the perfect fit especially since i have 3 boys. Recently the stone fell out and my finger was ringless. I had it reset and happily it's back on my finger. The jeweler had a lot of questions about the beauty and i told him it would be the only ring on my finger until the right man places another on my left hand. he laughed and said dear it doesn't look like it will be that hard. Oh my, you have no idea. I just smirked and walked away.
For the last ten years, my world has revolved around my three boys. I poured everything into them, my energy, my time, my heart. I became their anchor, their safe place, their constant. And as the years passed, they grew. Not just taller or older, but more independent and confident. Little by little, I began to feel that familiar shift: they still needed me, but not in the way they once did. For the first time in a decade, I could finally breathe for myself again. I had no expectations of love finding me. My life had settled into a rhythm of responsibility and quiet strength. But then, as life often does when we least expect it, it brought someone into my world who would change everything. A man finding love after loss. A man who loved deeply, truly, wholeheartedly before. Instead of feeling intimidated by the depth of his past, I found myself moved by it. The way he speaks of love, the way he honors what he once had, only makes me feel closer to him. It shows the kind of heart he...
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