The pressie came from Belgium, by way of Indonesia! How very fabulous! And the giftor, my sweet friend Sonja, had no idea that, when I’d stopped practicing my yoga, becoming a chubberoni, I pawned ALL of the jewels that no longer fit my FAT fingers. But now I have something for my new yoga paws. I have a pretty namaste ring from Sonja!
Jewelry is not meant to solely decorate.
It is meant to tell a story.
I’m the kind of gal who wears very specific pieces.
And this piece tells the story of the yoga friend that I made because of blogging about my eating disorder.
“But where’s my pressie?” Gwendolyn wondered.
So we took a couple of selfies, and that made her happy. :)
In these selfies, you can’t actually see the ring.
But it’s there. It’ll always be there.
Sonja, we totally love you. And we love our Namaste ring.
Have a good day, and namaste! :)
What’s the story behind a special jewel in your collection?