Friday, October 2, 2015

Sacredness of the Ordinary

Most people have items that they think are sacred. Others will see them as worthless items when it really is something priceless. Not everyone can notice something so little but if you pay close attention you may be able to see someone’s sacred item. My sacred item is my ring I always wear on my finger. Others think it's just something little but to me it is much more.


I first met my ring about 3 years ago. It was a present and my sister's idea. I was dreading the day about half a year away when I had to part from my sister Michaela. We had always been close and she was going off to college. We barely ever spent any time apart from each other. She had come up with the idea of matching rings. My mom went online and got the rings for us soon after. I thought it was just an ordinary ring when I saw the engraving on the inside that read "Sisters Forever". From then on I vowed I’d only take the ring off when I had to.


My ring represents my whole family as well. When I look at it I think of my sister, my mom, and even my dad. It reminds me of Michaela because I know she’s wearing the same thing no matter where she is. I see my mom because, she used to love putting bows in my hair. She would want to braid it and decorate it with bows but I was not a fan. Lastly, I think of my dad tying my shoelaces into a perfect bow. He would get the honor of tying my shoelaces when I was little because, he would do the best job. My ring means family not just a piece of jewelry.


In an odd way my ring even gets me through tough times. My ring can help me to stay calm when I may really be panicking. Whenever I’m nervous I twirl the ring around my finger. My attention is turned from my nerves to my ring. I think about my family and instantly feel happy. My nerves then go away and I’m able to do what I was nervous about.


Even though I vowed to never take my ring off I sometimes have to. During gymnastics I am not aloud to keep my ring on. I have to put it in a bag and wait for gymnastics to end. My sister has a different problem than me with taking her ring off. Michaela’s ring is stuck on her finger and she can’t get it off. She has tried multiple strategies but it won’t even budge. Her ring represents our bond because it's stuck forever.

Having something sacred to you is very important. It is even better when it is something so ordinary. My ring appears so ordinary when it means more to me than any other item. The ring represents me better than anything else I own which is why it is so important. Everyone deserves to have an item that is both sacred and ordinary.





A picture of my ring in Massachusetts.


                      A picture of my sister's ring in London, England.

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