My Prized Possession

I wrote this piece for our Advanced Public Relations Writing class and thought I'd share. We received comments on the piece this morning and then the piece is being turned into a podcast next week. It's my final individual PR assignment!

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My prized possession represents a loved one who was taken away from us much too soon. I wear my aunt Denise’s ring on my left middle finger. Its five dainty diamonds stand strong on a gold platform and sparkle when the sun hits them. The gold band is elegant and had to be resized to fit my petite hand. The ring often captivates my attention during boring morning classes or when I wait for the bus. On days that I forget to wear the delicate ring, my hand feels naked and I get a sense that a part of me is missing.

My aunt, who I always called tante Denise, lost her battle with colon cancer seven years ago and left a young son behind. She was like a second mother to me. I will remember her passion and zest for life. In a way, the ring represents everything she was: bright, elegant, and full of energy. She had received the ring as a Christmas gift from her best friend and she had truly cherished the ring. When she passed away,

I received this beautiful ring as a way to remember my aunt. I will always have a part of her with me. The ring reminds me of the importance of family and to never forget the individuals that have impacted your life. Although she is no longer with me, I still feel tante Denise’s presence each day as I look down to this beautiful ring.