It belonged to my grandmother. I forgot how beautiful it was (Ex and I have been separated, no contact due to a PPO she pulled on me). I was instantly flooded with all the memories of that ring and our journey together, only to have it all end so abruptly. Part of me grieves intensely, but now as I'm writing this, I think I'll be ok?

Feeling will probably change at some point. I don't know. Just wanted to type this out there. Don't know how someone could just throw it all away at the snap of a finger.