It Finally Happened...

When I was about 15 years old, my mom, my two sisters and I went into San Francisco for the day. While we were there, we decided to buy a toe ring for each of the sisters. We bought the same one and we all put it on the same toe. I have had my toe ring on my toe since then (except when I had to take it off for water polo games) which means I've been wearing it for 16 years. 


This morning, Ellie and Mason each found half of it, broken, on the carpet. I knew this day would come. I can't believe after so many years it will no longer be on my toe. I have an indentation on my toe and with this warm weather I have a tan line as well. Even though the ring will no longer be there, at least I have a a slight reminder of it.