I glance down at my husband’s hands as he holds our six month old daughter and my breath catches in my throat. There’s a deep imprint on his left ring finger, one that I never noticed before.
It used to hide underneath his wedding ring.
I’ve cried more tears over losing my marriage than I’d like to admit. It’s been a long, hard grieving process and the most difficult part is that it’s still not over. We aren’t separated by divorce papers or custody agreements. Instead, …
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A man is rich in proportion to the number of things he can afford to let alone. – Henry David Thoreau
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