Sometimes letting go is not easy.
Even if it's simply pearl earrings.
Ok so a little background: It all started with my two best friend's love for pearl earrings. J & A both LOVE the simple elegance of the pearl earring.
They converted me. To pearl earring-dom.
Ya so anyway. I loveee them. But somehow, if you're not as organized as some other people, pearl earrings are NOT the easiest thing to keep a track of.
But you buy them anyway. Cause they're simple, cute, and classy. White pearls are sooo awesome!
I obvi love them. So these are probably my 3rd set in a year, but all that aside, I have to tell you what happened....to ONE of them. I wore them when I went BRIDGE JUMPING last week. C'mon Maddy, THINK.
Ha but it was even more discouraging because only ONE fell off. So I have one white pearl right? "Oh well" I say to myself. "I'll just switch to my brown pearls for a while."
You see, my brown pearls are my GOOD friends. These are the earrings I can turn to whenever I need a backup. We've seen each other at our best and worst times. LOVE the brown pearls.
The brown pearls were the earrings I never ever lost.
But today the inevitable happened. As I was changing into a choir costume, the left earring popped out, I reached, fumbling for it in mid-air, it fell into the sink of the Snow building, right down the drain. RIGHT DOWN IT.
Dear pearl earrings: It is sad to see you go. And I still have one brown and one white, but alas, neither set is complete.
I wonder if there is an earring heaven? Especially if these special friends are in the depths of Monkey Rock or the bowels of the ancient Snow plumbing.