
The Story of the Opal Ring
On a trip to Arizona the summer before high school, my dad bought me a beautiful opal ring. It was nicer than any other ring I had and I was immediately drawn to it. I wore the ring all through high school and treasured it. In a perfect world, I would say I still proudly wear the ring, but I lost it sometime before college.
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In a story book, the ring would have appeared back in my life in a dramatic fashion. But no, I never found it. So why am I naming a blog after this ring? Because sometimes life has its disappointments and doesn't turn out how we had expected. Our path may change a bit, but we keep walking. We may search for something never to find it, but can learn something from each experience and come out a better person as a result.
I decided to honor my dad's memory and love of writing by starting this blog, focusing on times when the unexpected happens or how we persevere in difficult times. And the often discussed topic of our purpose- what if we end up becoming something completely different than we had thought? We will delve into topics like these on this blog. Hope you enjoy!