I Remember – #372

I remember telling newly married male friends and colleagues that the oddest part of marriage for me was becoming accustomed to the wedding ring on my finger.  Whenever I would say this I, without deliberately intending to, twisted the ring on my fingers, and each time it called to mind the first strange days when the ring felt heavy and distinct on my hand.

-28 September 2015

This post is part of the I Remember series.

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