Diamonds are a girls best friend.

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I lost one of my diamond earrings a few days ago. I was sad. The earrings were a gift from my dad many decades ago and they had become my “go to, everyday” earrings. Touching them, wearing them, seeing them always reminded me of dad.

I carefully put the remaining single stud in my jewelry box knowing that I would always keep it there, all by itself. It’s solitary status among the sparkling jewels reminiscent of so many of the traits dad and I have in common.

Yesterday I found the lost earring, right on the floor of my bedroom. I had walked there every single day, several times a day. However, there it was plain as day, missing its backing, but calling for me to find it in the knots of the carpet.

When I picked it up my first thought was “dad went away for a couple of days, but he’s back now.” I am wearing the earrings once more and I’m not sure if I’ll ever take them out again.

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kristinadubois

A perfectly middle-aged woman desperately trying to figure out what to do if she grows up. Her current state of consciousness involves revisiting passions from her youth as well as exploring new territory. Music, photography, family and food are very important to her, although politics, animals, friends and travel are well known to keep her entertained as well.

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