GOLDEN EARRINGS<\/strong>
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I have at least one out of every pair of earrings I’ve ever owned since my ears were pierced at age ten and that includes the cheap one I hid in the bed of a lover I suspected of cheating. Honestly, it\u2019s worse than socks that jump ship between washer and dryer.<\/p>\n

This last pair was special, given to me by my husband for our fifth anniversary. He\u2019s not the type to get mad or even so much as tsk!<\/em> at me when I lose something. He\u2019s a seer of silver linings. It saves him from trying to guess what to get me next birthday, Christmas, or anniversary. I\u2019ve come to expect replacement gifting.<\/p>\n

There are stories to each loss that bring up good memories and bad. There were times when I\u2019ve no idea at all when or where I lost something, and there are times I remember it well. There are times like today, when I\u2019ve been all over the house vacuuming and doing laundry and weeding all around the house and the gardens. Still, I emptied the vacuum bag, checked the laundry and crawled around my yard on hands and knees like a dog on a scent. I no longer bother with the metal detector; it beeps constantly as if our home were built over a junkyard. My husband does<\/em> get mad when I dig hundreds of holes in the lawn.<\/p>\n

He comes home, asks me what\u2019s the matter, and I tell him. He smiles and hugs me close so I feel the thump<\/em> of his heart between my breasts. I don\u2019t want to be forgiven so easily–how will I learn to be careful–yet this is our way, our symbiotic routine we\u2019ve established to handle lost earrings.<\/p>\n

The new earrings are a little bit bigger, a little bit more oval than round. My husband\u2019s a wonderfully lovable man. I swear to myself that I\u2019ll be much more careful.<\/p>\n

Oh, and the earring I left in the bed of a past lover was found, I suspect, but it was never returned to me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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