Then, on a trip to Coeur d'alene one year, we wandered into a shop that sold Native American jewelry. Patricia and I bought matching bands inlaid with turquoise and red stones. That was my wedding band for probably about ten years. Until. A couple of weeks ago I tried to take it off. Ouch. It was stuck (you see, I have gained fifteen pounds since January). I finally got it off, but decided that it was time for another wedding band. Easier than exercise or portion-control.
Utah State Fair to the rescue! I went to the fair knowing that I would be tempted to buy knives, a salsa maker, and corn on the cob. And I steeled myself against temptation. I also mentioned to Patricia that maybe I could find a ring there. Sure enough, just after we went through Little Kids on the Farm, I found a booth of homemade rings made from old spoons. I thought that was kind of cool, and stopped to look. At first glance, it looked like all the rings were too ornate for my taste, or too small. I almost left the booth. Instead, I decided to take my time and look through their entire inventory, just in case. Anna helped me out. I found one that I liked and at $10, I considered it a bargain. It helped that the seller was from Taylorsville; I like patronizing small local businesses when I can.
Having been made from a spoon, the ring is not an "eternal round" and I quickly assured Patricia that this new ring in no way symbolized that our love had an end. Getting this new ring caused me to think of our marriage and I now reflect on the many blessings I enjoy for having married Patricia:
- My kids have the best Mother ever;
- Patricia believes in God, and she supports me in my belief in God;
- Patricia does not compromise her principals--she is a person of integrity;
- Patricia is very intelligent--and I've always found that an attractive quality in her;
- Patricia does not place a high value on material things (lucky for me on a number of levels);
- Patricia thinks of others--she is compassionate;
I am grateful that Patricia said "yes", and that she is patient with me. One day, I hope to deserve her.
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