My story about my life lesson

This story was told to me by my friend yesterday. Advise her what to do. That's what she told me.

I'm from a superstitious part of the world, and last night, an engraved ring cracked at me, I wear it over a wedding band, it may have broken for a long time, I did a manicure yesterday and found it cracked, so sharp as if it had been cut with a knife, breakdown, the soul somehow did not calmly become, on the Internet reviews read and completely puzzled.

The fact is that before my parents broke up, my dad broke the wedding ring (accidentally), he was repaired, after, at the graduation party, my dad got drunk to the pig.

Ring and some other things stole, a little more than a year lived and divorced. Can someone prove the opposite, its history.