He didn't wear his wedding ring for maybe three decades.
He repaired computers for a living. Was frequently tinkering with something or other under the car, hoping to get a few thousand more miles out of it. Or creating a random widget or gift or project with one kind of power tool or another down in the workshop.
He didn't want to lose a finger. And ... maybe even more than that, it just was plain uncomfortable for him to wear.
At first I subtly hinted. And then not so subtly pouted. And obnoxiously wheeled and dealed, trying without even a hint of success to get that band of gold back on his finger where it belonged. I even offered {more than once} to buy my non-jewelry wearing man a chain so he could tote my precious wedding gift around his neck. What was I thinking?
That was so not going to happen.
Over time ... click here to read the rest of the story at Cheryl's place
Linda
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