The Story Of My Ring
Today’s post is not about personal finance but it is based on the writing prompt for the day from the National Blog Posting Month Blog. This blog is dedicated to providing a topic for bloggers to write about on a daily basis and I actually found it in a roundabout way from reading Single Ma’s blog post on the topic from November 1st.
The topic for today is “Tell us the story of a piece of jewelry you own. Where did it come from, and what does it mean to you?”
I don’t really wear jewelry but I do have one piece that is special to me and that is the ring that my mother gave to me for my graduation. It is a ruby ring, which is my birthstone and it is a constant reminder of my mother who died on 12-12-2008.
She gave me this ring when I graduated with my bachelor’s degree years ago and she was so proud she could have exploded with joy. Getting to see me graduate was a big deal for her because she never finished high school and it was her dream that her children would have a better education than she did so that we could have better lives.
I may not wear the ring every day but every time I look at it I remember my mother.