Tiny Tuesday: A Precious Ring

It is exactly one year ago this evening since I last saw my Dad alive.  He was taken to hospital by ambulance the following morning, the eve of Christmas Eve, and died there at 9.30 p.m.  For the rest of my life Christmas will never be the same again.  I have already felt quite emotional at times over the past few days.

Dad gave me this silver ring set with a tiny diamond as a gift for my 50th birthday.  I wear it every day and think of him with love.