Our rings

At hubby's wake, I was advised to remove jewellery including my wedding ring.  I have worn this ring for 19 years.  I liked how it looked on my finger, the small clunk sound it made when I smack my hand on something hard.  I had a habit of twisting it round and round.  

But I have not put it on since the wake.  For one, I had 'grown in size' and some force was required to pull the ring up past my knuckle.  It would be difficult to get it on and off again.  Mainly though because... I feel that our story - mine and hubby's - has already ended.  How can there be an "OUR story", symbolised by these matching rings, when he is no longer here with me?

Two rings at the start

We never said the word 'LOVE' but I guess we lived it

Hubby kept all kinds of things.  Among his stuff I found this leaflet, which I never even knew existed, from the jewellery shop.  The rings are platinum-plus-gold; hubby liked platinum because it has little resale value.  I don't get it... wouldn't something with high resale value be better?  Haha.  

Ah, ours is the first design

Two rings now at the end

 My plan now is to store them together.  Together as hubby and me once were.