For many years, my diamond engagement ring sat in my safe deposit box. An exquisite Marquise cut, the ring was put away for “safekeeping” after I became a widow, when, in fact, I didn’t want to look at it anymore. It felt too painful. I remember the brilliantly sunny October day John and I traveledContinue reading “From Safe Keeping To Self-Compassion: The Journey of My Engagement Ring”
