On Losing Bracelets

I asked for the keys this morning. All my daily jewelry is in the locked drawer since I went to Bohol last month. So after a couple of weeks of procrastinating and being jewelry-free, I decided this morning to accessorize.

Bad move.

So, I took out a plain white gold necklace, the pendant that Chrissy always liked (heart-key shaped) and 2 white gold bracelets that always went together.

Ah, perfect for day-to-day wear.

So, I cleaned both bracelets and twined them together as always (as one is bigger than the other) so I won't lose them, picked up my bags and went to work.

Somewhere along the way, in the jeep maybe, i looked at my hand and said to myself, hey, "I did a good job cleaning it. It sparkles real nice..."

I got down the jeep, rushed to the office, did my daily routine, wash the glasses, have breakfast, got down to work. I went to the bathroom (oops, is that too much detail?) when I realized that I only had one bracelet left on my arm. Uh-oh.

Panic!

I went to the places I've been to in the office, not there. Bad sign.

But now, I'm sitting here, posting this because I've semi resigned to the fact that it might be lost forever and I won't be seeing it anytime soon, or ever.

Funny though. The bracelet I lost was the smaller one, the one I thought wouldn't come lose. And I lost it today, just a few hours after deciding to wear it.

Sigh. I won't lie, the bracelet was a gift from a used-to-be special person. And though things have changed, I have a habit of cherishing things given to me as I know how the value of it was before. So, losing it seems like losing a memory.

Somehow, it's odd. There are mixed emotions about losing the bracelet. First, it makes me feel a little bit guilty, for "not taking care of it", but then, hey it's not my fault it came lose or something. Second, it's just a way to say that people can't hold on to these kinds of memories forever and that I am actually "happy" that it's gone.

Weird. Sayang lang talaga, I guess.

I've been talking to 2 friends simultaneously about this today and I think both of them said the same thing..."it just means you need to get a new one..." or something like that...

'When the old is gone, something new would take its place.'

I wonder.

I've lost three other bracelets before. All with their side stories attached. But it seems that what both my friends said were true. When the old one gets lost, a new one will come take its place, one way or the other...

I'd tell you about the other three, but that's another story.