The ring... not the movie.

Please allow me to be a total girl for a few minutes and discuss the fine piece of metal that Joel has recently slipped on my finger.

I want to talk about it... While I could go on & on about how beautiful it is, that's not the point. It symbolizes the commitment we are making to each other, it's a promise wrapped up in a circle of metal. Every time I glance down at the ring (after I snap out of the daze) I am reminded of the wonderful man who gave it to me, and his choice to commit himself to me.

My ring has taken on a whole new meaning since moving back to Flagstaff for the semester, where I find myself away from Joel yet again. Being able to carry a physical reminder of his love with me all day is the next best thing to having him by my side, and a compromise I've had to settle with.

I'm grateful for the man who put this ring on my finger with the promise & intentions of loving, honoring, and cherishing me for the rest of our lives.