For our 20th anniversary, the hubster gave me a new ring. We went to pick it out together. I thought it was a little big for someone as clutzy as me. But, it meant a lot to him to upgrade my ring from the one he could afford all those years ago. I wanted him to be proud of what he gave me, so we agreed on a very beautiful ring.
I have hit the ring and gotten it caught countless times. I’ve almost made it three years, and I broke it today 😭
Tonight I am thankful that love isn’t measured in rings, that commitment isn’t viewed in carats, and that years aren’t collected in shiny things. I am also VERY thankful that rings are repairable!!!!!! I’ll be visiting a jeweler very soon!
Momma's Silver Lining 