I've known for a while this day was coming. The writing was on the wall.
No, my marriage isn't on the rocks. In a few weeks I will celebrate my 37th wedding anniversary to that cute Canadian boy I married at barely 18.
As I was getting ready for work I decided that my pretty diamond ring had become too loose to wear without risking losing it. I have had a couple close calls. I had moved it to my middle finger some time ago. Recently, I would put it on my pointer finger. Today, after it slipped off, I had to face the music.
My fingers have been shrinking. Officially, as of today I am down 68 pounds, but sill have that much more to lose. When I get to my goal I'll have my rings resized. For now, rather than risk losing my diamond ring, I decided to put it away.
That got me to searching through my jewelry box for a substitute ring to wear on that hand. For kicks, I dug out my simple, original wedding band from my days as a child bride. It wasn't all that long ago I tried it on and could barely get it on my pinkie. I wondered how close I was to being able to actually get it on my ring finger. To my stunned delight, it slipped right on!
An exciting and unexpected milestone! Next, I wondered if there was any chance that my high school class ring, even smaller, could possibly fit. I bought it when I was 16, a very long time ago. I was flabbergasted that it slipped right on, too!
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No, my marriage isn't on the rocks. In a few weeks I will celebrate my 37th wedding anniversary to that cute Canadian boy I married at barely 18.
As I was getting ready for work I decided that my pretty diamond ring had become too loose to wear without risking losing it. I have had a couple close calls. I had moved it to my middle finger some time ago. Recently, I would put it on my pointer finger. Today, after it slipped off, I had to face the music.
My fingers have been shrinking. Officially, as of today I am down 68 pounds, but sill have that much more to lose. When I get to my goal I'll have my rings resized. For now, rather than risk losing my diamond ring, I decided to put it away.
That got me to searching through my jewelry box for a substitute ring to wear on that hand. For kicks, I dug out my simple, original wedding band from my days as a child bride. It wasn't all that long ago I tried it on and could barely get it on my pinkie. I wondered how close I was to being able to actually get it on my ring finger. To my stunned delight, it slipped right on!
An exciting and unexpected milestone! Next, I wondered if there was any chance that my high school class ring, even smaller, could possibly fit. I bought it when I was 16, a very long time ago. I was flabbergasted that it slipped right on, too!
I admit to crying a few emotional tears at that moment. Those rings had not fit my fingers for DECADES! I will have fun wearing them. Every time I look at my hands it makes me smile! There isn't a single thing about them that is special, except that after a very long time, they FIT! Go Vikings! Class of '74 RULES!
