Forbidden Fruit..with Bling

Hmmm...so last night, Rob and I went to pick up my wedding band {insert huge giddy grin}. After much confusion as to which one was the EXACT match for my ring, and after some research on the part of the precious sales associate that actually helped Rob from Day 1 he stepped foor in the store- we FOUND IT!

I tried them both on, and was very emotional the entire time we were in the store. Thoughts about what the wedding band and engagement ring symbolize, thoughts about where I want our relationship to go and the road ahead.

They polished both of my rings up for me, and boxed up the wedding band. I handed the bag to Rob- and he got in his truck to head home, and me in my car. (You see, the band is ALLL nice and shiny, fingerprint and dirt free- and I knew that had I driven home with that ring in my car, it would have been on my finger--because I need to "practice" wearing them, right?!?)

This morning..I went and grabbed the box, untied the ribbon, and proceeded to put the ring on my finger again. Thinking to myself...this can't be my hand. This can't be mine. It is perfect, it is gorgeous. It is me.

May I add- it took ALL of my strength to take that ring off and put it back in the box. I felt like a girl playing dress up, and wanted to prance around with my shiny finger :)

Luckily I put my big girl panties on...and promised myself that I cannot put that ring on and wear it again, until October 11th, at approximately 6:15 PM or so.

I love you, Rob.