Parable of the Pearl Earrings

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.  

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