The Ring and the Scrapyard

It was two days after Thanksgiving when my soon-to-be ex-wife let me know she was not coming back… and, for some reason, thought it was necessary to spray me with a blast of invective. At that moment, I took off my wedding ring, and flung it into the nether reaches of the PT Cruiser, where it apparently became part of the almost incredible load of stuff I was carrying, never to be seen again.

This morning, after having discovered yesterday that the PT was beyond repair, I went over to High Point Tire to take all the stuff out and put it… well… somewhere. And as I did, I kept thinking the ring would turn up. It’s an inexpensive ring… not worth much at all either materially, or, as it turns out, symbolically. I did not want to find it, and I did not find it. So it’s presumably somewhere in the car.

I have been offered $200 for the car… after some checking around, that’s the best I can get for it.

The PT in happier times...

The PT in happier times…

But the new symbolism struck me as I was leaving the car place: The wedding ring, which meant so much when I got it, now is destined for the scrapyard. Literally.

It doesn’t make me feel any better, but I do love the cheap literary symbolism.

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3 responses to this post.

  1. Consider it a timely and appropriate demise of the ring and the official end of that chapter. Bigger and better things await…Thinking of you and sending good thoughts your way

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  2. Posted by rabbett on February 20, 2015 at 2:19 AM

    Let is all go. Toss the trash and you will be better off. You’ll do fine. You are resilient!

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  3. Reading your blogs are always a source of something-today it was a new word; invective. Hadn’t ever heard or seen it before… got me right to the dictionary & now I’m armed with a larger vocabulary. Thank you

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