After our little princess was born, my fingers shrunk, but never got back to their original size (despite the fact that I lost more weight than I gained). I had to get my rings re-sized.
When they were returned they fit great. My fingers even shrunk a little more which was nice. So, I had my rings back. I was married again. Then, the pearl started coming loose. I had to ship them off once again.
3 weeks later, I now have my engagement ring back :-)
I can't explain the feeling of having my rings back. I'm not a materialistic person, but these rings mean something to me. They remind me daily of the commitment I have made to my husband. To love him forever.
My husband also has been without a wedding band for about a year now. He jammed his finger doing something at work and since then he has not been able to fit his ring over his knuckle.
For Christmas, I bought him a new ring. Actually, it's the one he originally wanted, but I didn't think black was a romantic color for a wedding band. I was being silly. This ring is perfect for him. We picked his ring up yesterday. He is married again too. Although this picture makes it look like it is turning his hand black.
These rings, they are simple reminders.
1 comment:
I agree! It feels weird for me going out to dinner with my husband when he doesn't have his ring on. It split in half. :-( But we are waiting until we get home to find a new one for him. I can't wait until he has it.
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