Throughout each year, a special memory is triggered — from a photo, a jewelry box, a starry night.
I remember March 10, our wedding day.
With this memory comes a tinge of sadness and a bouquet of smiles, bringing forth an image of our gold wedding bands — now carefully laid, touching each other, forming a figure eight.
For me, it’s a bond of then, now, and forever.
An excerpt from Gold Rings Bonded:
Two gold rings rising
toward a moonless night sky,
their emptiness catching
the shimmer of distant stars.
And through their hollow centers,
memory glows —
of stories deeply etched
throughout their outer edges,
holding the eternal love
of life together shared.
Other memories also return —
of loved ones lost — family members, friends, even pets.
They leave us — but gift us with memories.
Explore these paths we share in:
and know that you are not alone.
Please feel free to reflect, respond, or resonate.