Monday, January 25, 2010

The Story of the Sapphire Ring

I was going to write about names and my strange fascination with them, but I felt like that should be another post on another day. Instead I feel I should tell y'all about something very near and dear to me.

Something you should know about jewelry--rings are special. Most other jewelry is just for decoration, an accessory. Rings are promises, reminders. (Think about it--wedding bands, CTR rings, etc.)

This is my sapphire ring.

I was sixteen. I was having a really hard time at school and with friends and at my new job. Nothing seemed to be going my way and I just plain didn't like myself. I wasn't happy at all. I was up in Utah for my cousin's baptism and my grandma noticed the changes in me.

The last day I was there she took me aside before church and gave me the sapphire ring. She said it was supposed to be for my eighteenth birthday, but felt inspired to give to me then. She talked about President Hinckley's challenge to "stand a little taller." She offered me a similar challenge--to love a little more, and to start with myself.

I've worn that ring pretty much every day since then. I only take it off for work, the temple, and sleep. I'm still working on "loving a little more" but the effort so far has turned my life around. It's a major blessing to have that reminder on hand.

What's your reminder?

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