Ring of truth

I married relatively later in life, and so being unfamiliar with some of its rituals, had asked my friend Pam about a rather important one in particular.

“How do you wear your wedding rings? Does the engagement ring go on the outside of the band or vice versa?” I queried, one giddy day as we were planning my upcoming nuptials.

James had recently proposed – properly on one knee, in a park. A dozen roses had also been waiting in the back seat of his car on that spritzy November day.

Now, I was planning a modest wedding and had a wedding band in my future to add to the Celtic-designed diamond ring he had already put on my finger. So according to Pam, it was a matter of comfort and personal taste. I ended up wearing my wedding band closest to me and engagement ring on the outside. (I think Pam does too.)

Fast forward. When James died, the funeral home gave me back his wedding band, a replica of mine,  before sending his body to the crematorium.

I have been wearing it ever since on my wedding ring finger. A combination of arthritis and puffiness made my bands a bit too tight, so his fits nicely on my left hand.

In her most excellent book Widow to Widow,  Genevieve Davis Ginsberg, M.S, devotes a short chapter on whether to wear your rings once you lose your spouse. She had talked to and counseled hundreds of widows before writing her very practical book which I am currently enjoying (if that’s the right word). Truth as she reveals, is that there is no wrong or right to it. Some people think they can’t move on unless they remove their rings. Others have them melted down and made into a new piece of jewelry. Speaking of widow jewelry, one young widow I had befriended for a short time after James died, had her husband’s ashes made into a fancy piece of jewelry. An expensive process called glass cremation jewelry. There’s a market for everything!

I find comfort in wearing James’ wedding ring with its reminder of the wonderful husband he always strived to be, and for the most part was. However, I also know I wear it because I can’t deal with the thought of being single. I went too long being single before finding James, and don’t like facing the fact I have come full circle.

I liked belonging to someone, and the secure feeling that it gave me to be married. Again, I had asked Pam years ago if she felt any different after she got married. The answer as I recall was yes. You feel a connection that no matter what, that person will be there for you because of the bond you formed in marriage.

I loved that bond. No matter if we were having a good day or bad day, I knew James would be in bed beside me at night. No one likes widowhood. We hate going to the grocery store and checking out with just one sweet potato, one of this, one of that. We feel conspicuous although rationally know it’s just in our minds.

The wedding band makes me feel less conspicuous. It proclaims to people on the street that I belong to someone. They don’t need to know that person is gone. They don’t need to know that I feel as Davis Ginsberg so aptly puts it, like a frosted cardboard cake. Someone once thought I was special enough to bond to for life. I so miss that someone.

 

 

7 thoughts on “Ring of truth

  1. This is one of my favorite posts. The simplicity of the thought of what a wedding ring means when you are a widow and the weight of what to do. It is such a personal thing and a personal decision that only you can make. The universal symbolism it represents. You belong to someone and it’s understood because of the ring. And in your heart you still do.

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  2. I don’t know how you so effortlessly convey something so emotional in such a succinct way, but you do. You captivate your feelings so perfectly and while it brings tears to my eyes, it also opens my eyes to the struggles you are going through and what each new day brings (sometimes victories, sometimes setbacks). The part about feeling so conspicuous really struck me. We just never know what the person next to us is going through inside. I agree with Pam too that you are still bonded forever in your heart. Love you! xoxo

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