A few weeks ago my favorite husband and I went to look at new wedding bands. His was mangled and misshapen from work and he hadn't actually worn it in a very long time. We sat and looked at rings. We tried them on. We dreamed a little bit, and then we walked out without making a purchase. I laughed a little while admitting that the only ring that really caught my eye was the pricey one. Lacy rose gold with diamond chips. We took a catalog home with us, just to look at, in case we decided to buy something.
I was unaware when My Darling decided to go back to the jewelry store a few days later. He took his old ring to be reshaped and resized and ordered the pretty rose gold ring for me. I have to admit, it's a little out of character for us to buy expensive jewelry and we were so young when we got married that diamonds weren't even a possibility. My hands aren't young and pretty anymore, but I'm blessed to know I am loved. And you know, his ring looks pretty good on his hand too.
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