I have an interesting wedding ring. It was made for my Great Grandmother at the request of my Great Grandfather for their 25th Anniversary…I think. I’m not sure.

That being said, it’s become another symbol as of late. I’ve realized that the face of the ring looks not only like an eye, but also a storm—-a hurricane, perhaps. Most people have white diamonds as the center stone, but we chose green, a color of growth and change as well as new life. And so when the bank account dwindles and tempers flare, I’ve found myself studying it, and I’m constantly reminded that in the midst of the storm, there is growth. No matter how difficult life is right now, we will not stop growing and changing, and neither will our relationship.

It’s true, wedding rings are pretty symbols of love, but I’m so glad that mine can speak so much more.