The Wedding Ring

Ever since I was kicked out of the house, I have not taken off my wedding ring. This is a huge change for me. Let me first describe my ring. My wife found it for me in an odd-ball magazine. It is Celtic knot-work. Just on looks, the ring is cool, but until 10/9/09, I never really thought about what it means.

I didn't even really think about my ring till I decided to take my first shower after 5 days. I was going to take off my ring, but I didn't. I started to really think about what is a wedding ring all about. You hear all that fluff about being a complete circle, and an unending promise, but how many of us really listen.

Again, my major flaw comes to light: not listening until too late. I've thought about my ring. My wife took real time to find something special, and the more I think about it, I don't think I ever thanked for the special gift of having such a unique ring, but then again, I believe I have forgotten to thank her for many of the wonderful things she has done over the years.

One day, hopefully soon, I'll be able to thank her. Not just for the ring, but truely thank her for all that she has given me over the last fourteen years. I have started. I did thank her for kicking me out and forcing me to take charge of my life and regain my family. It is not as odd or warped as it sounds. I truely believe that only someone that cares for you that much is willing to do something so difficult to help someone else. For my wife to give up the little support I did provide, to take care of our two children alone, to work on her Master's degree, the strength she is displaying is super-human. I am but a mortal man with his weakness; weaknesses that I will overcome. This is a man who needs his super-hero wife and will continue to work on proving that I am worthy to stand beside her once again.