*Bling*

Every now and again when I look down, it catches the light just right, and it hits me all over again:

I love my wedding rings! 

(Is that shallow?)

I love what they symbolize. 

I love that someone took the time to pick them out for me - like the man who did the picking, they are just exactly right for me; the same ones I would have selected for myself. 

I love that he took the time to save up to buy them. 

I love that he was so excited to give them to me, he couldn't wait and proposed while I was in my jammies folding laundry. 

And, on those occassions when they hit the light, I love the way they sparkle on my finger. 

Hey, every girl needs a little bling!