I haven’t worn my ring in awhile, or any jewelry for that matter. Hubby and I are not all that into jewelry or accessories, save for his small collection of watches. Makes me think we should have gone for something else, like a watch for him or a pair of earrings or necklace for me. Because I’m not used to it, I try not to remove it (which is against my instinct) when I wash my hands in public restrooms so as not to lose it. One time though, while on a business trip in Macau, I removed my rings once to wash my hands in a hurry and forgot about them, both my wedding ring and another accessory, for about 2 hours. I was dining with friends in the same hotel when I noticed my ringless fingers. My friends and I hurriedly went to the concierge, with little hope of getting it back. In my head I was already thinking of whether to order the same ring and not tell hubby about the first one getting lost, or just to come clean about losing it. Luckily, after about 15-20 minutes of waiting while the staff checked with the rest of her team for any missing rings found in washrooms, someone found and reported them missing to security. The staff and my friends thought I was very lucky someone even returned it, and that they found it right away and just in time before I had to catch my flight out of Macau.
On the subject of rings, I remember my wacky engagement a few years back. My then fiancé and I were on our third trip and was getting ready for our next stop. I was fixing our bags when a velvety box fell out of his backpack. We both stared at it in surprise, him because it was not how he planned to show it and me supressing a laugh. A few minutes later, we couldn’t keep it in and just started laughing in short bursts for a good 30 minutes or so. I told him to not feel pressured and to still go with his plan whenever he wished and I’d just pretend the box incident didn’t happen. He finally did ask me to marry him the next morning at a deserted beach, or at least we were alone for a few hours enjoying the waters before the tourists came in hordes. It was a good way to start a day, a good day to get engaged 😊.
I’ve mentioned it before in a few other posts that I rarely check facebook nowadays and if I do, it’s only for a few minutes. I did today and found some happy updates/posts. First is an engagement announcement by my cousin c/o his new fiancé. She tagged it as something beautiful in 2020. Indeed 😊. Another happy couple I know got married recently after being together for about 10 years. I guess the challenges this year have made minds clearer on important/urgent things in life or at least, some direction we want to take.
Another post I saw was from NZ’s PM Jacinda Ardern. She got a letter from a 6 year-old kid expressing how upset s/he was to learn that s/he can’t vote yet. The kid went ahead and created his/her own ballot paper. While I’d rather kids not grow up too fast and carry the world’s problems on their shoulders too soon, It is amazing to inspire them to be involved in society this early, to engage in matters than concern the larger community. That’s worthy of praise and quite an accomplishment, one that I imagine she (NZ’s beloved PM) didn’t plan to do but managed to accomplish anyway.
Here’s the link to the post. I hope it cheers you up as well.
It was our second trip out of three lined up last year. I call it trio of shorts. It’s something I used to do wherein I visit a new place for a weekend or a little longer, savoring as much local cuisine and culture during the short stay. I stopped for a couple of years until the travel bug bit again. No problemo. It’s the sort of condition I can’t complain about.
We were preparing to go to El Nido from Puerto Princesa in Palawan. While securing the bags, I saw his favorite hat in one of the front pockets. I pulled it out without thinking and asked if he wanted to use it, when a small black velvet box fell out. He was at the other end of the room and I was on the other, the box between us. Having an idea now what it was inside the box, I tried to ignore it. He did, too, but it was just too hard to do so and we burst out laughing, for a good 10-15 minutes. On it went in between transfers and me lightly teasing him about his ‘plan’ and him getting embarrassed, we kept laughing on and off on the way to El Nido, a 6-hour ride from Puerto Princesa. I couldn’t help myself, I kept teasing him, saying he didn’t have to feel pressured to do anything just because I saw it, that he could go ahead with what he had in mind when he planned it.
He did pop the question on our last day in El Nido, by one of the nicest beaches I’ve been to. This time we were just all smiles, no more laughing (must have drained all the laughs in me the last couple of days). It was a beautiful morning with clear skies, the sun and breeze were gentle, the water so calm, the place almost to ourselves.
My first time to try taking on a challenge or participating in the daily prompts, what do you think about this attempt? Let me know your thoughts in the comments below.
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