Saturday, 22 April 2017

Full circle...


When my Dad died in 2002 after all the funeral stuff was over I gave my Dad's ring to my Uncle Joe as he didn't have one and Steven already wore his grandfather's. Well yesterday my cousin Jim popped in for a visit. When we were sitting having a cuppa and a blether he handed me a wee velvet pouch. Inside was my Dad's ring, he had found it amongst jewellery when he was clearing my Aunt and Uncle's house after Uncle died last Boxing Day. I was really very grateful to him for giving me it back and it was the strangest feeling when I held it in my hand. Like a warmth, as if it had come home. Most days I've been ok, I'm one of those kind of people who can be happy in their own company but somedays I do miss the little circle Mum, Dad, Steven and I had. I felt my Dad was there when I put that ring on as if it had come back full circle...smile!

4 comments:

Gail H. Ragsdale said...

I'm happy the ring came back to you!

Elizabeth McCrindle said...

I'm glad to Gail :D

Jennifer Rose Phillip said...

that is really nice hw thought to bring it back to you. and it can be nice to have something to remember a person by

Elizabeth McCrindle said...

Makes me feel closer somehow :)