Something sad happened today.
I ended a relationship.
It hadn’t lasted long.
I broke it up.
Two with a future.
I severed their tie.
I separated a couple.
The bell-shaped rubber backs I got to hold my earrings in place.
They come in pairs.
Last week, I bought three sets. Already I have used two pairs. Today, when I took out my wolf earrings, I saw that the metal hook had a rubber back on it. So, all I needed was one more. Which meant reaching into my little plastic bag, where one pair of rubber backs remained.
My fingers hesitated. If I pulled one out, I’d break up the pair. The smart thing to do, the responsible thing, would be to look for the other backs. But I felt lazy and impatient. Why search for backs when they’re right in front of me?
When I retrieved one half of the pair, I realized I had just ended a relationship. One with a future. It broke my heart. I’m sure it broke theirs as well.
My earrings are upset with me. Even my ears are ringing. I would like to take this moment to apologize to the rubber bell-shaped back community.
I will try to look on the bright side. Good things could come out of this. Such as, I could set up a dating service for bell-shaped backs. They could meet, back to back.
Meanwhile, I hear through the earring-vine that a mate has been found. Roaming with the dust bunnies on my hardwood floor. Welcome, Back!
Please excuse me while I go celebrate.
Causes Eva Schlesinger Supports
Center For Young Women's Development
Alameda County Library Foundation