Story by Cheri Lee Funk
This story started almost 5 years ago. I had just moved to Florida and things had not been going real well. My youngest daughter, Angel had moved with us but my other daughter, Heather had remained behind. I loved Florida and its weather, yet my husband hated everything about it. This was probably one of the best times of my life, yet one of the worse times as well.
It was close to Christmas and I was walking through the mall doing some shopping. As I came out of a store with no destination in mind, I walked by a jewelry store. I have always loved to look in the windows at all the beautiful rings, necklaces, and earrings they use for decorating the windows. As I was gazing at the different pieces, a ring caught my eye. The ring was plain gold, but it had a sun, a moon and a star on it. I stood there for a few moments as if under a spell. Finally, I was able to pull myself away, long enough to walk into the shop and ask to see this ring.
When the salesperson handed me the ring, I knew immediately that I had to have it. I also knew that I needed to buy 2 more rings exactly like it. Upon seeing it, I thought of myself and my two daughters and I wanted each of us to have this ring. This ring represented to me our three lives and how close I felt we were in spirit, even though great distance now separated us.
The Sun was for my first daughter, Heather. Heather had brought the sunshine into my life when she was born almost 29 years ago. I wanted her more than I had wanted anything else in my life….a child that I could love. A child that I could be a mother to and love like I had never been loved. So Heather was represented by the Sun.
The Moon was for my other daughter, Angel. Angel loves the night life, loves to dance the night away. She is seldom at her best during the day, but at night, she lights up the night sky like a beacon. You could find her many a night sitting in one of her favorite hang-outs with her friends all around singing the night away. Angel was represented by the Moon.
The Star was me. I longed for the time when I had stars in my eyes and I knew the world was just waiting for me! When I had dreams of all kinds of wonderful things for my life. I remembered many a night as I was growing up, how I had looked out my bedroom window and saw the stars light up the night sky…the stars would help make the nights a little less scary. Many a night I had made wishes on those stars and I longed for the time when those wishes were to come true. And a lot of my wishes did come true, when both of my daughters were born.
So I bought those three rings. I put one on my finger and I gave the others to my two daughters. I asked that they always wear them, so that no matter how far away from each other we all may be, they could look down at the rings on their fingers and be reminded of how much their Mother truly loves them.
