via Instagram http://ift.tt/1mBNt0p This one is from 2008. I really miss the peace sign earrings. I also miss being able to wear earrings in general. (Metal allergies and scarring/infection issues ruined them for me.) I lost the earring the night of the Halloween Dance in 2008, which was the week after Jennifer’s car caught fire while we were driving back to Huntsville from Scottsboro. Some of the events of that night (as well as the weeks surrounding it) are part of why I’m not active in the LDS church now. None of those reasons have to do with the lost earring, except that part of why I got the third piercing in each ear was due to the church’s “one piercing” policy, aka: If girls or women desire to have their ears pierced, they are encouraged to wear only one pair of modest earrings. There is also an anti-tattoo sentiment within the church that had me considering saving up for a tattoo, but I didn’t. I guess I’ve digressed from talking about my love for these stupid (yet pretty) earrings.