When my hubby proposed marriage, I loved the ring he gave me.
I wondered, would he wear the wedding ring that I would give him?
You see, many years earlier, his father once had an accident having to do with machinery catching the ring that he wore, resulting in his dad losing that finger.
It seemed, the event stuck in my husband's mind. In his whole life he had never wore a ring.
During our engagement, I had bought a mood ring out of a gumball machine
and slipped it on his finger.
I told him by wearing it, he would have good practice for one day wearing his wedding ring.
He wore it and it did help; since our wedding day, my husband always wore his wedding ring.
As a private joke during our marriage, whenever my husband was on the road working,
I would ask him, "Where is your wedding ring?"
He would respond, "Oh, it's on my toe."
"Through my nose."
"In my belly-button."
We would have a good laugh, but I always knew it was on his finger.
One of the ways I knew something was wrong with his health is that his ring kept slipping off of his finger. He had lost a lot of weight and although he was never a big man,
his weight precariously dropped down to 110 pounds. With the help of planned meals and snacks, he is now up to about 118 pounds. This may not sound like a lot, but it is a comfort to know that it is possible for him to gain weight.
For Christmas this year, I bought him a chain so he can wear his wedding ring as a necklace. The chain looks so pretty laying across his skin and the glimmer of his wedding ring still glows.