When I’m old, and hopefully thin and wrinkly, I shall continue to wear my engagement and wedding rings, no matter how big and ostentatious they look on my (hopefully) birdlike digit.*
Though they might hang a little big on my finger, I hope they’ll be considered timeless and antique. I hope they’ll still catch the eye of young newly engaged (or married) girls, just like my eye automatically gravitates there now. And I hope when I happen to catch the young girls looking I can tell them my love story. I hope I can tell them about my one great love, whether he be standing right next to me or 25 years buried.
This week’s WIOW is devoted to lifetime lovers. Those couples who marry each other twice, who still wear their rings after one of them departs this life, who spent fifty plus years together and would have happily spent fifty more.
*Because I’m hoping I get my paternal grandmother’s “Flora” look instead of my maternal grandmother’s “Meriwhether.”**
**I hope you know a Sleeping Beauty reference when you see one.
(Special Thanks to Shana!)
