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My grandma's ring
My grandma’s ring
I remember going every Sunday to my Grandparent’s house to our traditional family dinner, every Sunday was the same for me, waking up, going to church, and then go to my Grandparents house to make dinner, everything was every Sunday exactly the same, Sunday after Sunday, till the day my grandpa died, that wasn’t a very common day, everyone was crying, myself included, and now I think it is really a weird coincidence that my grandpa died on a Sunday, anyway as time past, we all go back to the same routine on Sundays, the only thing that changed was that my grandma never took of that very simple golden ring, that was the one my grandpa asked her to marry her, even though she had lots of rings, because she loved them, he used to have thousands of them, in every shape, color, types, materials, it really seemed she used to collect them, but after my grandpa’s death, it appeared she only had one, the special golden ring, for her it is the most precious possession she has, she has even said that she wants to be buried with it buried, every now and then, but one time she lost it and for the whole family it was incredible, we really thought that the only way for her to take off her ring was cutting her finger out of her hand, because she always wore the ring, the only time she used to take it off was when she do the dishes, the all family start looking for it, and it seemed that if we didn’t find it she was going to get really depressed, she didn’t smiled, she stop going to church and she is the most religious person I know she always went, but the next Sunday I found it under the refrigerator and I was like a hero to my family, and for my grandma I became the favorite grandchildren, she even bought me a ring as a reward for finding hers, my grandma loved so much my grandpa that she even after his death he continued to wear his ring, and even get really depressed when she lost it, and for me that’s what real love is about, and the thing that will make me the happiest person in the world is finding a girl that will love me as my grandma loved my grandma and if I died she make something I have her, her most precious possession.
