The Ring

(Before I write this entry, I would like to make the reader aware that I have a beautiful engagement ring, and lovely wedding band. But I only wear these on special occasions, and sometimes to work. When I remember. My farm and horse riding tasks make it far too impractical to wear the rings all the time.)

Sabina has found a ring at school. It has a little butterfly on it, and it is very pretty. She promises that first thing on Monday morning she will put it into lost property at school. But in the meantime, she wears it on her middle finger with pride.

She skips in front of me, down the corridor. "Now I'm like a real mum", she says with joy.