The cuff was a gift from friends who where raising money to adopt. They (obviously) created this custom one just for me. I love it.
A few months ago I pulled into a parking spot and loaded my arms full of stuff to bring into the spa. As I got out of the car, something I was carrying slid enough to unsnap the bracelet and it dropped to the ground in the adjacent parking space. A car immediately swung into the spot and drove right over the bracelet.
I slow-mo yelled “noooooo” and the poor driver jumped out immediately to see what in the world I was yelling about. “It’s alright, it was just my bracelet.”
The snap had been squashed, one of the rivets was missing, and the leather had been scraped.
I took the injured to our neighbor Henry at Overland Park Shoe Repair. The cuff is now back on my wrist where it belongs, with just a few battle scars. The rivets don’t match exactly and the nick in the leather is still obvious. I think I love it more now. It’s everything a Milagro bracelet should be – one of a kind with a backstory and proud signs it’s been through some stuff.
Mitch and Kamden with Malachi and Maddox