This past weekend at visit, I noticed something on Q’s hand as we sat down after a warm embrace. It was a ring around his pinky, seemingly made of wood. It was brown with some beautiful flaws. He gave it to me and told me a guy made it for him a while back. Said he wanted me to have something of his.
I was immediately grateful; especially when I left him. I pulled it out of my pocket. It magically fit my left ring finger.
After thinking about it for a while and talking to him about the ring, I had an epiphany about it’s meaning. And somehow, he shared something very similar with me in a note before I was able to see it.
Our ring… wood torn from the tree… but forever connected…– Q, 10/28/19
This ring represents our spiritual love. Our spiritual connection.
With our ring, I am reminded to stay grounded, and present. I am reminded that we are constantly growing. Slow, but steady and intentional. I am reminded that you and I are longevity, as years and years pass while we still stand steady. Tall and timeless. Trees change with the season. But they never fall down in the face of the coldest winters or the hottest summers. Never falling in the face of hurricanes or storms. Persevering it all.
I am reminded that our love is shelter, always. And that we are spiritually connected at all times. Now, then, forever.