Daily writing prompt
What’s the oldest things you’re wearing today?

Ever since I was a little girl my Memere wore a ring on her pinky finger.

It reminded me of a flower.

She died during Covid, and the pain I felt not getting to say a proper goodbye was astounding.

The tightness felt in my chest looking at her through a window of the nursing home. She hasn’t been herself for many months. Dementia took her from us long before the lord had.

In that moment, talking through the window, on the telephone. She heard me.

My mother inherited the pinky ring. It was a flower. A tiny pearl surrounding by dainty diamonds.

Now I wear it. It has been altered to fit on my pinky finger. It holds value to me that is unsurpassable.


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