The ring
Wearing a wedding ring has been second nature to me for over 35 years. For a few decades I’ve been unable to remove the ring (something about good cooking and contented living made the ring finger a little larger than when we got married). And I never had a reason to remove it!!
Yesterday I attended a music festival. As I watched one of the accompanists, I noted that she had a number of rings on her fingers. There was even a wedding ring. And then I looked at my finger.
I had put my wedding ring on at our wedding ceremony. As a symbol of my love and devotion to my wife, Jill. I had said I would wear the circle of devotion until “death do us part.”
And death has parted us.
So this morning I took a few moments and was able to remove the ring. I placed it beside Jill’s wedding ring (which I had collected upon her death). I cried, and cried.
Just one small metal circle – but there’s a lot that fit inside that ring!