Erik admired the cross that I was wearing. I met him while in San Francisco where my son was undergoing another major operation. He noticed that I had added our wedding rings to the cross. On occasion, I wear our wedding rings on the chain with my cross. My ring fits inside George's and they look well with the cross. In fact, they look as if they are part of this piece.
My five year old granddaughter, Lexi, has often heard people comment about this cross and now her attention has been brought to the rings. She and I often talk about her Grandfather, George, who is now in Heaven.
Lexi and I continued on one of the many adventures that we shared together while her Mom was at the hospital with her Dad. She is a bundle of energy and very inquisitive. I delight in her enthusiasm and energy and grateful that I have enough energy to keep up with her.
Out of the clear blue, she asked me if she could have our wedding rings for when she gets married. She wanted to give George's ring to her future husband and wanted to wear my ring. She said that "you were happy married to Grandpa".
I replied, "yes, I was and Lexi, the rings are yours".
Those rings were worn for 46 years with love.
When it is time for Lexi to have these rings, my fondest wish for her is that she will meet her soulmate as was my good fortune in life and that he will love and cherish her as much as her Grandfather had loved and cherished her Grandmother.
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I love the picture you created of your wedding rings and the cross. How beautiful and holy. First of all, prayers are with your son. How wonderful you can be such a help with your granddaughter and what a joy for you in spite of worries. Loved her request for your wedding rings. Long ago before my son and his wife were married, my daughter in law to be had gotten very friendly with my Mom. She worked in the town where my mother lived and they met frequently for lunch or coffee and developed a wonderful relationship. After my mother died and my son was to get married, he asked if he could give my mother's wedding ring to his wife to be. I couldn't have been happier to share that with her. She still wears it today - now a sliver of white gold on her finger and worn with love.
What grace is in our lives and hope we always realize it and acknowledge it.
Thank you for your prayers and also sharing your story.
Two young men overheard Lexi. One later told me that that talk brought tears to his eyes. We were strangers to him but her words touched him in a very positive way.
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