When I first moved out I thought I would keep wearing my rings. I love them, he picked out my dream set they were perfect and so completely me, but over the last few weeks looking at my engagement ring has been difficult.
That ring for me symbolizes exuberant over the top love. The fantasy he created for me come true in a symbol I could wear every day. But I can't have that reminder every day, at least not now. But when I tried to just not wear anything that felt disingenuous; I'm still very much married. Even though our marriage is ending it feels wrong to not be wearing anything too.
So I'm sticking with my wedding band. To recognize and honor the commitment I made; at least until that bond is officially broken by a judge and because I'm not ready to wear nothing on my left hand.
Signing off for now
C
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