Today I’m lucky to have a guest post from The Hubs. He’s sharing the traumatic story of losing his wedding band a few weeks back and his “Lord of the Rings” like saga to get it back to its rightful place on his finger! Take it away Tyler…..
I’m fine with it on other people. It can make a nice accent, and I think it’s more for the ladies than men. Oh, I get it; some guys are fine with chunky watches. My wife bought me one before we were married but I only wore it a few times before it was exiled to my sock drawer. When I was in college, it was allegedly cool to get an earring (I passed). Heck, the state I currently live in practically requires you to wear either a gold chain or a pinky ring if not both. Not for me, though…
But when I got married, I knew I would wear a wedding band. I felt it was an important symbol, so Debra, AKA The Harried Mom, got me a nice plain platinum band which almost never has left my finger since we got hitched on 11/13/04. But a couple of weeks back, that changed.
I lost my wedding band.