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There’s something startling about seeing a wedding ring on your child’s hand – a hand that never wore a high school or college ring, or jewelry of any kind.
It is a larger version of the pudgy little hand that so often reached for mine. The same toddler’s hand that dragged a chair across my kitchen floor to reach the counter and put pieces of bread in the toaster. (C’mon, we let him use a toaster, not fire up a barbeque grill.)
Today, his fingers are longer and carry more responsibility. They nurture a career, a home and a wife.
And now, they wear a ring.
Renee Garrison is the award-winning author of “The Anchor Clankers.“
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Excellent post. I share the joy and sorrow.
/fred
On Fri, Jun 29, 2018 at 12:15 PM Renee Writes Now! wrote:
> ReneeWritesNow! posted: ” There’s something startling about seeing a > wedding ring on your child’s hand – a hand that never wore a high school or > college ring, or jewelry of any kind. It is a larger version of the pudgy > little hand that so often reached for mine. The same toddle” >
I don’t know why I had such an emotional reaction to it!?! (I can’t find the proper punctuation – I need an interrobang.)
Sobering moment…. Interesting how such a small circle can forever “cut the cord” . Always your child but the shift in devotion changes. Not a bad thing, just different.
I totally understand your feelings, Renee.