My dear, wonderful, magnificent, beloved, amazing, brilliant, darling husband took it from my hand this afternoon and brought it to a jeweler near his work to be repaired.
I love my husband. Love, love, LOVE him! I praise and thank God for him. I love that he's taken my damaged ring to be restored so that it doesn't have to lay broken on my finger--this symbol of the covenant we made with one another under God over 7 years ago. That's why I'm so attached to it.
Thank you Honey. And when Cosette wakes from her nap, I'm going to raid my old jewelry box in that room to see if I can find a ring to wear in the meantime. I rarely wear other rings, but I think there's one in there with my birthstone on it that my parents gave to me one Christmas, and there's also my high school class ring (GO SAINTS!).
- I don't want anyone to think that I'm not married to a most charming man.
- My finger feels bare and empty without it.
Thank you, my Love, for finding someone to mend it. I love you.
5 comments:
Glad that there is a happy ending to this story!
Oh, and when they fix it, they will clean and shine it up all nice and pretty and you will have an even more gleaming beacon of representational love on your finger.
Hoping thes3 5 days go quickly!
Oh, I am so glad that you are able to get your ring fixed! I would be so sad if that happened to mine too!!!
What a sweet post, Yvette! It is sweet to see how much you love your "Honey"!!! :-)
oh boy. i'm a jerk. I pretty much never wear my wedding ring. Just on Saturday night at church, some college girls were being really sweet to me and Jillian while we sat alone in the pew. And then it hit me: I look like a single mom. Another time, WHEN I WAS PREGNANT, I noticed someone noticing my bare ring finger. this moment was followed by, "And where is Dad today?". goodness. I couldn't wear it when I was preggers and now it feels so much better without it. I'd rather just wear Brent's arm around my shoulder all the time. Or maybe I could get a baby tee that says, "I'm hitched" or "My trailer's full...move along, now"...I don't know. Let me know. What is this? My blog? I've basically just put my newest post in your comments!
I can't imagine going without my wedding ring either! My husband has been going without his for several years now. The first time he lost it he was ice fishing and wearing fingerless gloves. When it's cold outside your fingers shrink. That is what happened. It is at the bottom of a lake...somewhere...in Minnesota...or is it Wisconsin? We bought a cheap replacement one soon after that so others would at least know that he's married. Well, at the time he was framing houses for a construction company. It was easier to do physical labor without the ring on his finger so every day at work he would put it in to his wallet and then put it back on after work was over. Guess what. He lost his wallet. It never was retrieved. Ever. Where is it? We have yet to buy ANOTHER replacement wedding ring. Sad, but true. We need to go shopping...maybe for his 30th birthday...:)
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