9 years
i lost my ring. dan and i went to load up a bunch of broken cement/gravel tiles someone had put to the curb. i was wearing gloves throughout the task. we drove home veeeerrrrryyy sloooowwwwwwlly, as the truck was superloaded. i started helping him unload but i was really psyched to see penelope keeping watch across the street (yes, i'm still obsessed with the kitty) so i went over and called her and she came. i took off one glove around then. i ended up abandoning the tile-unloading job to play with penelope. both gloves were off eventually. i didn't notice the ring was missing until it was pretty much dusk and dan and i had just gone inside. went out with the flashlight but didn't find anything.
damn my curse, i always end up losing jewelry that i'm attached to. this ring i've had almost 9 years. i remember my mom bought it in israel and mailed it to me when dan and i were up in maine harvesting berries. it was the summer after we met, when we were just starting to travel together.
it was after that crazy whirlwind year when i had the intense correspondence with kevin and eventually left school to move to washington. bumfuck ferndale washington, to be exact. haha, i learned that forever, which is how long i very naively expected things with kevin to last, could in fact be over in an instant. after months of being numb and crying, i went to kerrville and very shyly became reacquainted with dan, whom i had met the year before. soon enough the 18 day long festival was over and we continued - to the gathering in missouri, to new york, boston, and eventually to maine.
dan had warned me that berries was hard work, and indeed it was. fill a several-gallon holding box and get paid ~$2.25. i had 9 and 11 box days, i remember. i spent a decent amount of time in the back of the truck writing letters. and i received mail there too - always a bright spot in my day when the crew bosses had some mail for me. my mom mailed the ring there (and also forwarded a letter from kevin - 7 or 8 months after i left washington he decides to write me and whine about how i was the only person who understood him. gah.)
9 years ago:
my parents were still together
i had left college
i had yet to travel anywhere except the texas-maine trip i was currently on
dan and i had not yet broken up
i had no health insurance and no significant money in the bank
i hate to get too attached to material objects, but i really loved that ring. a lot has changed since then, and i had that ring with me through all of it. my finger keeps trying to fidget with that which is no longer there.
damn my curse, i always end up losing jewelry that i'm attached to. this ring i've had almost 9 years. i remember my mom bought it in israel and mailed it to me when dan and i were up in maine harvesting berries. it was the summer after we met, when we were just starting to travel together.
it was after that crazy whirlwind year when i had the intense correspondence with kevin and eventually left school to move to washington. bumfuck ferndale washington, to be exact. haha, i learned that forever, which is how long i very naively expected things with kevin to last, could in fact be over in an instant. after months of being numb and crying, i went to kerrville and very shyly became reacquainted with dan, whom i had met the year before. soon enough the 18 day long festival was over and we continued - to the gathering in missouri, to new york, boston, and eventually to maine.
dan had warned me that berries was hard work, and indeed it was. fill a several-gallon holding box and get paid ~$2.25. i had 9 and 11 box days, i remember. i spent a decent amount of time in the back of the truck writing letters. and i received mail there too - always a bright spot in my day when the crew bosses had some mail for me. my mom mailed the ring there (and also forwarded a letter from kevin - 7 or 8 months after i left washington he decides to write me and whine about how i was the only person who understood him. gah.)
9 years ago:
my parents were still together
i had left college
i had yet to travel anywhere except the texas-maine trip i was currently on
dan and i had not yet broken up
i had no health insurance and no significant money in the bank
i hate to get too attached to material objects, but i really loved that ring. a lot has changed since then, and i had that ring with me through all of it. my finger keeps trying to fidget with that which is no longer there.