Brazilian-Style Black Bean Stew (Page 269)
- Date: Saturday, May 10, 2008 -- 7pm
- Location: Somerville, MA
- Kitchen: Matty's Apartment
- Dining Companions: Matt, Mike, Matty, Ricky, Ana, Craig, Grace, Alex, Gunther, Angelica, Jenny, Vero, and Pam
- Recipe Rating: B+
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For Christmas my special gentleman got me a lovely ring, with five big colored stones in the shape of a flower. The largest stone in it was an amethyst. Sometime between dinner last night and breakfast this morning, the amethyst came out of its setting, and now it's gone! We looked and looked for it, but I did a lot of dishes last night without the drain catch in, so the chances are good that it fell out and went down the drain. I took off my ring this morning (it looks so sad without one of the stones). I put that ring on at Christmas, and haven't taken it off since. So now it feels very odd to be without it.
I was engaged to be married once, several years ago, and I had a beautiful engagement ring that I was very attached to. When my fiance and I split, obviously the ring had to come off. It was such a strange sensation not wearing it any more. My thumb would naturally rub the back of my ring finger, something I guess I always did without noticing just to check that my ring was there. For weeks, when my thumb hit my bare finger I would have brief seconds of panic, thinking that my ring had fallen off before realizing that indeed I had removed it. I found that noticing it was gone over and over again was very painful. In retrospect I should have just bought myself some other ring and worn it on that finger for a while, but at the time I didn't have the presence of mind to do so.
I was reminded of that today, as I kept having those same little moments of panic that my ring was gone... Turns out that those moments are much more bearable when there is no emotional pain attached to them though.

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