Today I will talk about finding,loosing,winning,searching.
I 've lost a piece of jewelery twenty years a go and I already have given up finding it.
I am very good on loosing things and even worse : not keeping and worst not finding.
Sometimes I do realize that I am careless,reckless or just do not seem to care.
I am organized (or I think I am just because my closet is pristine).
Sometimes just because I love it so much I hide it from myself.
Books filled with important papers,endless boxes filled with more Little boxes filled with my beloved jewelery.
I love rings! They can be expensive or not they just symbolize so much to me, like my tattoos...
Anyway 2 weeks ago I had a dream about my precious old ring, long lost,long gone,long forgotten.
I decided to search,research and turn my life into a mission to find "the " ring.
Of course I've found my old passport,my favorite picture,my expired Amex, an old tiara...
The more looked the more frustrated I became.
My search brought me to a trip and evaluation of my life.
Why so many shoes and bags? Why so many long dresses? Why so much????
Do I really need it? What about my decision to live simply? What about my mantras?
After all said and done , when I was no longer looking or trying to keep I found "the" ring!
I forgot how beautiful, how rich and how important it is to me.
Every stone was there and is still shinning!
Since them is on my finger, I will not let go this time, I will not trust my memory or my Little boxes.
I remembered how and why I got it.
The "ring" is here to stay.
The "ring" is now officially back in my life.
Am I a nostalgic? So what?
Everything else still missing...
Love and nostalgia,