I was just looking at this ring and thinking about how long I’ve had it. It was given to me by a dear friend named Charles well over ten years ago. I remember when he gave it to me…it was at the Georgia Renn Fest and I had just finished making a wax hand. I remember how beautiful I thought it was and then how horrifying it was to watch the puzzle ring guy throw it onto the counter causing it to come apart. I remember practicing and practicing to put it together. I remember timing myself putting it together on the coach trip we took shortly before we left England in ’95. I remember leaving it in a classroom at UGA and having it returned to me bent, as the person that found it was obviously as motivated as I was to put it together. I remember being so excited recently when I’d lost enough weight to be able to wear it to the renn fest again.
And I remember a tall blonde boy with green eyes who grinned at me and asked “Well, do you like it?” all those years ago in the springtime Georgia sun.