Sunday, July 16, 2017

Third Time's a Charm


The first time my ears were pierced was the winter of 1971. On a cold January night in New Hampshire my friend Judy took a needle and made a hole in each ear. Despite being told it wouldn't hurt if the needle was cold, it hurt a lot. I put in my new silver earrings and each morning and evening cleaned my ears with a little alcohol.
 
A very different setting from my dorm room in 1971

The second time I pierced my ear -- just one -- was the summer of 2000. I had just turned fifty and I wanted to do something fun, youthful, a little bit wild and inexpensive.  I went to Piercing Pagoda in the Christiana Mall in Wilmington and, in a decided advance on the needle technology of 1971, a young woman used a piercing "gun" and I now could wear three earrings. The thrill faded in a few years and I let the third hole grow in.

Last weekend I was browsing at a lovely gift store in Amherst, MA and saw a tiny pair of ruby earrings, perfect for the third hole. The spark was lit to think about reactivating my piercing. It was only a spark, but when the lovely earrings in the picture below were given to me for my birthday, the spark ignited. My dear and longstanding friend, Anita, found them in India last winter and brought back three pairs for three July birthdays. I am so grateful that I am one of her July birthday girls.  


Between returning an overdue library book and buying coffee I stopped at Claire's and after two pages of paperwork, in three weeks I will be able to wear one of these beauties. Right now I'm still in the "do not remove the original earring for three weeks" phase. It was decidedly easier than the cold winter night in New Hampshire, but the memory of that twenty-year old woman and my happiness  on that cold January night comes back to me clearly and fondly.

Do you wear earrings? One pair? Two pairs? More than two pairs? I'm don't wear a lot of jewelry, but I always wear earrings.

Thanks, all for your prayers and your thoughtful comments about prayer and calm thoughts. I expect to hear the results of my MRI early next week. I'm still a little anxious, but I am optimistic that I will hear good news.

I've been a little remiss for the last few weeks, but I'm happy to linking up with my sweet friends at Pink Saturday this week.

As ever, thanks for visiting and wishes for a great week.

 
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