Last summer, at the lake, I lost my wedding band. We scoured the yard, the dock, my things and came up short handed. The kids looked well after we left and still nothing. It broke my heart to lose it and not recover it. I loved every minute of our wedding and the memories that we made that day. Not to mention what it meant beyond that.
This past weekend, while at the beach and bandless, Matt surprised me with a replacement and a freshley polished and cleaned engagement ring. He stumbled across his words, but it was the sweetest thing. He said he was nervous the whole day.
There's not a day that goes by that I don't fall in love with him more.