With this Ring

Russ and I celebrated our 26th wedding anniversary last week.  We met the week I turned 17; we were seniors in high school.  God has been so good to me and I am profoundly thankful for my husband and our marriage.

Strangely, just in time for our anniversary, Russ’ ring had to be cut off — a first after 26 years of continuous wear. While pruning the roses in our backyard ( just one of the bizillion tasks on our list of wedding preparations), a rose thorn poked through his glove and into the knuckle of his ring finger.  Before he knew it, his knuckle was swollen and we couldn’t get the ring off.  Like most things, I figured it would resolve itself, so off we went to Seattle the next day for therapy appointments and Sweet Pea’s White Coat ceremony for medical school.

Sweet Pea took one look at her dad’s finger and told us we needed to go to the emergency room after the ceremony.  By that time his finger was very swollen and hurting — a lot.  We took her advice and went to UW Hospital where the triage nurse took one look and said, “I’ll get the ring cutter.”  It took a bit of effort, but the ring came off and within 24 hours his finger was significantly better.

Mingled with relief was sadness at seeing his hand without the ring that I placed on it 26 years ago.  Call me sentimental, but that ring holds deep meaning.  When I spoke the words, “Wear this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity,” I meant them with all my heart.  While these 26 years have brought challenges, and we have had our share of deep valleys, we have been faithful and we have never wavered in our commitment to live our entire lives as husband and wife.

The ring can’t be repaired until the swelling is completely gone, so it will be several weeks.  We were talking about this as we drove home from Seattle and Russ said, “I think I need a new ring to wear to Kenya.”  I cannot tell you how much it means to me that my husband wants a wedding band on his finger.  It is a statement and sign to the world that he is married, and that is what he wants to be.

Thanks be to God.

More soon.

~Lisa

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Let me introduce myself. Russ and I are the parents of twelve children by birth and adoption, and sometimes more through foster care. I'm the creator of One Thankful Mom which has been as much of a gift to me as to my readers. In 2011 I became a TBRI® Pracitioner* and have lived and breathed connected parenting ever since. I'm deeply honored to be the co-author, together with the late Dr. Karyn Purvis, of The Connected Parent; it is her final written work. I love speaking at events for adoptive and foster parents. I'm also the co-founder of The Adoption Connection, a podcast and resource site for adoptive moms. I mentor and encourage adoptive moms so you can find courage and hope in your journeys of loving your children well.

12 Comments

  1. Paula
    June 14, 2010

    Congratulations on your 26 years together. My husband and I had our 24th anniversary last week, and we started dating when we were seniors in high school. I was 17 too. I would have cried like a baby about the ring being cut off… but it can be repaired. You are an inspirational couple!

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  2. Nancy
    June 14, 2010

    Congratulations on your anniversary! Both my DH and father wear a wedding ring every day. I’m always surprised that some husbands choose the “option” of wear a wedding band.

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  3. Laurel
    June 14, 2010

    Happy Anniversary! So sorry to hear about the ring.

    We will be celebrating #28 this year. Nope, it hasn't always been easy; but we are so blessed that the Lord showed us what it means to be 100% committed. (So many young people just don't have any vision of what it means to be committed for LIFE.)

    Blessings,

    Laurel

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  4. Tonggu Momma
    June 14, 2010

    Oh, Lisa, I loved this! (Sorry about his finger and the ring, though.) I just hope and pray that we can say the same after another 15 years (we've been married 11).

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  5. amy
    June 14, 2010

    beautiful post. what a legacy for your sons and daughters. i have really enjoyed your posts these last few months, but I've been too weary in the evenings to comment! Everything from the wedding invites–to the summit update (which I was sad to miss)—ups and downs along the way….your blog is always an encouraging read!

    hugs from world-cup-land–

    amy

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  6. Jennifer L B
    June 14, 2010

    Congratulations! I know how Russ feels. I developed excema under my wedding ring last year and need to wear a much looser one (and alternate hands during the day). It feels strange when I don't wear it. We celebrate 12 years married next week.

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  7. Julie
    June 14, 2010

    Congratulations! 26 years is a wonderful example to all the young marrieds out there!

    I'm sorry about the thorn and the ring. I understand your sentiments. It is meaningful.

    What's this about Kenya? Did I miss something?

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  8. mannarae
    June 14, 2010

    So beautiful.

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  9. Andrea H.
    June 14, 2010

    What a touching story Lisa. Happy 26th Anniversary.

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  10. learningpatience
    June 14, 2010

    I'm so sorry he had to have his ring cut off, but I am so very glad that through this story you have learned even more the depth of your husband's love for you!

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  11. darci
    June 15, 2010

    oh happy anniversary sweet lisa! lovely that he wants a ring..my husband is not a jewelry man at all, and yet he gladly wears his wedding band. good men!

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  12. Heidi
    June 19, 2010

    My husband had to have his wedding ring cut off after a football accident. He missed it so much, and then had it resized to be bigger so he could wear it again. Much later (a year maybe?) his knuckle had gone back to normal, and the ring was way too loose, but he didn't want to be without it for even a couple of days to have it resized again. When it flew off as he threw a frisbee one day, he decided it was time. I love seeing it on his finger and remembering the day I gave it to him and what it means to both of us.

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