Ring
Description
The object that reminds me of grief? My right hand wearing the blue sapphire ring.
There are times I look down at my hand and I see my mothers hand - same fingers, the same faint blue veins and wrinkles - and the ring. The ring she wore her entire life before she died. It stops me. I take her hand and lift it up to my face and gently stroke my face - my cheek. Like all the times she did to soothe me - she stroked my face even when she was on her death bed. I think of her and how much I loved her and she loved me. Grief. I feel grief. I see grief. I put my hand down.
There are times I look down at my hand and I see my mothers hand - same fingers, the same faint blue veins and wrinkles - and the ring. The ring she wore her entire life before she died. It stops me. I take her hand and lift it up to my face and gently stroke my face - my cheek. Like all the times she did to soothe me - she stroked my face even when she was on her death bed. I think of her and how much I loved her and she loved me. Grief. I feel grief. I see grief. I put my hand down.
Date
February 18, 2019
Title
Ring
Citation
“Ring,” The Grief Archive, accessed May 7, 2024, https://griefarchive.omeka.net/items/show/5.