It's been awhile since my first story about my late ex bf. I said there's more to him and here it is. So as you know, he passed away in July, 2008. We had been together 3.5 years.
For our 2nd anniversary, he took me to the CN Tower and we had dinner in the revolving restaurant. It was wonderful. He (let's call him Derek) surprised me with a very beautiful pair of diamond earrings. There were 7 diamonds on each strand, and I only wore them once. This is important as it definitely relates to the rest of the story.
While he was alive and for a year after his passing, I lived with his mom and 3 siblings, our room was in the basement next to his younger brother's (we'll call him Bob). After he passed away in July, I took a trip to Vietnam in the following January. When I returned, his brother told me that one night as he was relaxing in his room, he heard coming from our room which sounded like someone looking through my closet. My closet is positioned right against the wall that divides our and Bob's room. I asked him did he check it out, or just turn up the tv and hide? He said he hid:D The door would have been locked anyway.
Months after, I went to look for my earrings and could only find one! Not only did this make no sense to me, it seemed impossible because I only wore it once when Derek was alive, and then stashed them away. I searched everywhere, including my room at my dad's (just in case I took them there for whatever reason). So I never found them to this day.
Awhile after I went to see a psychic because I was having trouble letting go and just wanted to hear something, anything. She asked me if I was missing a piece of jewelry and I said yes. Then she smiled and he "he has it".
I don't know what that means, but today I own my own jewelry shop and I made the remaining earring into a diamond band so I wear it on my right hand marriage finger, and my husband doesn't mind.
Is that reasonable? Would/could he take it? Either way, I love my ring as he will always live through it... Until next time!