He understood me

So a year ago we had been married by a judge in florida. Here we were two young kids in love. I was big and pregnant. Everything felt uncomfortable. My shoes, my clothes and especially my hands. My fingers had swollen and I had been unable to remove my wedding ring. I had tried to no avail.

For our anniversary he had taken me out to dinner and then took me shopping so that I could pick out my present. I was in no mood to go clothes shopping considering that I would soon be losing about 6-8 pounds. We walked around and ended up looking at rings at a jewelry store. I wanted to try on some rings and again tried to remove my wedding band. It did not budge and to make matters worse my finger swelled up and it started cutting circulation to my finger.

The jewelry store cut my wedding band off. Relief for my finger but sadness that on our anniversary my wedding ring was cut off my finger… what type of metaphor does that give. I started to feel sad and voice my feelings to him.

He got down on one knee and pulled out a small box from his pocket. "Will you be my wife for ever and ever", he asked me. He opened the box and it was the ring I had been admiring. He had bought it weeks ago and was just waiting for me to remove my ring so that he could  give me the new one. It was a beautiful yellow gold ring with 2 rows of diamonds set in white gold.

I began to cry. This was definitely the man I wanted to spend eternity with. I loved him and he loved me. He understood me, and that was all I needed.