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A few years back, I decided I wanted a new wedding set. After some shopping, I finally found a white gold set I liked with a bigger diamond than the one on the engagement ring I was given back when my hubby and I were poor teenagers livin’ on nothing but ramen noodles and love. I gained a bit of weight (a BIG bit) and those rings didn’t really fit anymore without causing my finger to look like a miniature eggplant. Because of an intricate design on the band, resizing them wasn’t an option. Of course, since I bought new rings, he wanted a new one too. I’ve worn the new set daily since we bought it and the rings we were actually married with have been sitting in my jewelry box staying safe.
Tonight as I was washing dishes, my rings fell off. They had been feeling looser lately so I stuck them in my pocket until I was done with the dishes and then I got the old set out of the jewelry box. I looked them over a bit and then very bravely slid my first wedding band onto my finger. It fit. Next went the teeeny tiiiny diamond engagement ring. It also fit.
I smiled to myself, put the white gold rings into the jewelry box and enjoyed being able to wear my old wedding rings again. It really is the little victories that make this all worth it.