Taken

I'm not exactly sure why I decided to start doing this, but not infrequently I take my wedding band off at night and set it on my dresser. What I've found is that when I put it back on each morning it has more significance than just a piece of jewelry I always wear. Sort of like the framed piece of art you forget about in your house until somebody visits and comments. This ritual is a great reminder that I am a husband and have a wife that I need to love.

A few days ago, as I walked into my office, I realized I had forgotten my ring. I have an ingrained habit of spinning my ring by running my left thumb over it, and as I did it felt empty. Now in the short trek left to my assigned space a smile coming from my heart covered my face. The thought was this, "It's really nice to be taken." I'm spoken for. It still makes me smile.

This marriage thing is a pretty good gig if you can get it.