It happened a couple weeks ago. My husband came home from work and reminded me that I still had his wedding ring. I’d completely forgotten. He’d had to remove his ring at the doctor’s office a few days before and he gave it to me to hold onto. I tucked it into my purse and promptly forgot about it.
I gasped. “You mean for the past three days, you haven’t been married to me!?”
We joke about this a lot. The truth is, I don’t really care if my husband wears a ring. He’s married to me, ring or not. (more…)