Six months ago, I was faced with an unexpected problem. I had some gloves on at work and when I was done what I was doing, went to rip my gloves off and my wedding ring flew off my hand with the glove, straight into the garbage can! I am so glad that I noticed it right away, or I would have quite easily lost my ring forever. For the next couple weeks it was practically all that I noticed. Every time I would go to wash my hands, I had to make sure to hold onto it, or else it would fall off.
I loved my wedding ring. It was the only piece of jewellery that I would be wearing for the rest of my life. It was expensive, although nowhere close to the cost of my wife’s engagement ring, that’s for sure! I treasured and loved it. I committed to wearing it forever.
I don’t have big fingers, and in fact, I never did. My wedding ring was a size 9. Certainly not large by any means. In fact, it’s quite average. I had lost around 100 pounds at this point since the wedding, and suddenly I was faced with a problem I never thought I would have. I didn’t know that I would ever need a new wedding ring, and I didn’t know that losing weight would actually cause my fingers to shrink along with the rest of my body.
I didn’t want to get a new wedding ring because I had grown attached to mine. I did everything I could think of to keep it going. Sadly, it couldn’t be resized due to the type of metal I had. Originally, I thought it was cool to have a unique metal, and now all I felt was annoyed. I researched various weird resizing methods like putting things on the inside like beads or tubing. I visited all the jewellery stores and accessory shops in the area, and I just kept getting frustrated. For a couple weeks, I went around with a thin strip of duct tape wrapped around the back of my ring just so it would stay on my finger.
Why did this have to happen? I only wanted to lose weight, not lose the most important accessory I own. I felt like I would be losing part of my love and my marriage. Ridiculous, I know, but it actually gave me quite a bit of grief. In the end, I spent a few hours browsing Amazon and decided to go ahead and buy a new ring. It just wasn’t worth the stress anymore.
It cost me just $30 to have a ring that looked almost exactly like my original. Yes, it feels lighter and cheaper if you compare the two, but when you look at it, you would have no idea how cheap my new ring is. I have worn it for about 5 months now, and I love it just as much as my old ring. I’ve realized that it’s not really the ring that I love. It’s my wife and the fact that I get to wear a wedding ring. I love what it symbolizes and I love that it shows others that I am a married man.
No matter what I wear on my left ring finger, I know that I will love it. As long as I have any kind of symbol that represents my love for my wife. The wife I care for and that inspires me to better myself. The woman who encourages me and assists me in my efforts to lose weight and gain a better health.
I don’t care how much my ring costs or what metal it contains.
And I really don’t care that it feels lighter than the old ring either, because guess what?
So do I.