Throughout each day I can feel my wedding band on my left ring
finger. It has become a habit to play with it with my thumb and to hear
it clunk against the surfaces I place my hands on. It’s a constant
reminder of the commitment I’ve made and the life that Jess and I share
together.
Every morning I take off my wedding band before putting gel in my
hair. The first time, I left the ring on, but it made a sticky mess that
involved me having to take off the ring anyway in order to clean it
up. This morning I forgot to put it back on. It only took my about 10
minutes to notice. But by then, I was half way to work.
Every now and then, I’ll go to feel for it, and realize, once again,
that it is missing. It is an odd feeling.