The digital clock on the nightstand read 3:43 am, as I awoke from a deep sleep to the sound of what could only be bad news. Phones ringing in the middle of the night don’t often carry with them the promise of anything good on the other end, especially when your spouse works the night shift. Still, I hesitated to answer it as I looked around the room as though looking through an old window covered in a thick, grimy film. Three rings, then four rings. On the fifth ring, my arm stretched out in a wooden motion as though someone was holding the marionette strings that were forcing my body to perform the actions my mind was trying so hard to resist. I picked up the receiver, and before I could say a single word was inundated with an avalanche of words tumbling out in a voice I was more familiar with than the very palm that held the phone. I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with air, slowly lifting the weight that seconds earlier was crushing my chest. My relief at hearing his voice didn’t allow me to focus on his words. In his endless string of hurried phrases strung together with pauses to catch his own breath, I could only make out a few words. Wedding. Flood. Ring. Elevator. Almost died. That last one caused me to bolt out of bed, my feet oblivious to the icy tiles they landed upon as they paced the tiny bedroom that was our first as bride and groom. The room that held pillow talks long into the night of memories, dreams, and all the whispers that forever join two people together now closed in on me as I pieced together the story of how my husband almost drowned for fear of losing the very symbol of the love this tiny room had seen in our first years of marriage.
He worked the night shift at the hospital, and had headed down to the basement for a snack to keep him awake, as the sounds of hours of thunderstorms and falling rain had begun to lull him to sleep. As the ding announcing the elevator’s arrival sounded, the doors opened only a couple of inches, but enough for a steady stream of water to gush through and begin to fill the elevator. No matter how often or how forcefully he pounded the elevator buttons, the doors wouldn’t budge and the water kept rising. He worked his hands into the slight opening and with what could only have been the force of an adrenaline rush, pried open the doors enough to slip through into the flooded basement and find the nearest staircase. A few hours later, he realized his wedding ring was no longer on his finger. For most, panic would have set in as the elevator flooded. As he describes it, the moment he realized his ring was missing was when the real panic set in for him. He headed back down to the basement, and waded his way through the water for what seemed like an eternity, searching desperately for a small piece of gold that meant the world to him. As emotions threatened to overcome him, in the small corner of the elevator he saw a glimmer of hope and something else as he reached down and pulled his wedding ring to the surface.
A wedding ring is only a material item, a piece of metal with more sentimental value than monetary value. However, for the two people who place that ring on each other’s finger in front of all their loved ones, it is so much more. It is a shout from the rooftops declaring their love for another. It is a vault of memories and special moments shared by just the two of them, that each carry close to their heart, reliving those moments with a quick glance at their hand. It is a constant reminder of the love shared by two human beings. It represents a lifetime commitment to share in the good with each other, to support each other in the toughest of times, and to add more love to this sometimes dismal world of ours. How could that ever be a bad thing? Why should that ever be denied to anyone just because they are gay? What right does our government have to deny this and so much more to a couple simply because they happen to be of the same sex? Why should they jump through rings to be allowed the same rights heterosexual couples are automatically given?
The ring isn’t necessary for two people to show their love for one another. It isn’t necessary to join two people in marriage. The ring itself doesn’t guarantee anything really except the promise of love. How can anyone believe they have the right to forbid a union based on love, when the very essence of love is something that can’t be controlled?
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I love your message my friend! God bless!
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Thank you. May God bless you too.
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This was beautifully expressed. It would seem symbolic, marriage, that is…but for people in love, it can be everything, the promise of a life together.
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Thank you. It is exactly as you say…for two people in love it’s a promise, one I don’t believe should be denied to anyone. Thanks for stopping by!
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Wow, this is beautiful. Your sentiment on how our government could forbid marriage to anyone, when it is based on love, something we can’t help, was just beautiful.
Great post. So great.
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Thank you so much. Seems so simple yet so difficult for some. đŸ˜¦
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You are amazing. I love how I wasn’t expecting at ALL for you to venture into gay marriage after I was on the edge of my seat regarding your husband going back down INTO THE FLOOD to find his ring. Wow. Well said.
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Thank you! Really glad to have found your blog! đŸ™‚
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Beautiful.
Thank you for visiting my blog, I am following you now:)
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Thank you!
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Beautiful and thank you for visiting my blog, I am following you now:)
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Reblogged this on Real Talk and commented:
In support of Columbia’s equal rights rally. Proud of my BFF for standing up for an amazon cause =)!
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That was beautiful. You are a great writer!
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Ranting Papizilla and commented:
Very well said. I was going to post something about this, but since Miss Wordy already did(far better than I could btw) I am happy to share. Check it out people.
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Thank you for re-blogging. You can still share your thoughts too! It’s a point of view that should be shared by many, and hopefully will reach enough people to then be a common view shared among many.
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Lovely. (Understatement.)
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Thank you.
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Took the words right out of my mouth and thoughts out of my mind. But I’ll probably write something on the subject anyway. Nice work.
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Thank you. I look forward to reading your thoughts as well!
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Have to say I’ve read a number of different posts about this topic, but your has to be, hands down I might add, the best I’ve ever read. You really capture the problem with the state of most countries at the moment. Really, really interesting and brilliant way of giving your side of the argument, wow đŸ™‚
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Thank you not only for taking the time to read, but also to leave such an encouraging comment. I’m not big on discussing politics, and really just spoke from the heart here.
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WOW!! What a fantastic way to share YOUR story and the plight of so many who’ve been denied the right to the ring. Exquisite.
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Thank you, although I truly wish these arguments didn’t need to be made. đŸ˜¦
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Amen to that!
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Seriously in love with the way you write! Amazing what your husband went through. This was beautifully told, so very well said and makes such a valid point. I will never understand how anyone thinks they have the right to tell people who they should and shouldn’t love.
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Thank you so much for always having such nice things to say on my posts. I can see us taking baby steps in the right direction, but wish that wasn’t even necessary. Love is love no matter who you are.
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I love this! Made me call up my husband and tell him how much I love him. Thank you!
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This may very well be my favorite comment of ALL time! You put a big smile on my face with this one. đŸ™‚
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Wow! How amazing that your husband actually found the ring and survived such a stressful and life threatening ordeal. To echo what Diane said, “gripping love.” So powerful!
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Thank you. Yes! It was incredible that he found that ring in all that water.
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Absolutely wonderful. You are so right on gay marriage too. Canada has supported gay marriage for several years. The world hasn’t stopped. Society hasn’t fallen apart. What we have done is create an environment where to people who love each other can make a more profound commitment to one another. My wife and I have been married over 42 years, why should a gay couple have the same opportunity? (Now I shall step off my high horse.)
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Thanks for joining me on my high horse! đŸ˜‰ Congratulations to you and your wife. 42 years is a huge accomplishment and one not seen often enough nowadays.
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Thank you. However, as I pointed out in my blog post on our 42 anniversary, they weren’t all candle light and roses. đŸ™‚
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This is beautifully written, powerful stuff.
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Thank you! I’ve mysteriously lost a follower today. đŸ˜‰
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Such a simple and lovely way of putting it. For sure gay people will be able to marry eventually. Reason will win in the end. I have every certainty.
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Thank you. I’m not eloquent when it comes to political issues, but I know the basic idea of human beings loving one another, I believe more of that in this world is never a bad thing. I can see us making strides in the right direction, and that gives me hope.
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Beautiful. And why is anyone threatened by two people loving one another and wanting to make commitments to one another?
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Thank you. I don’t understand that point of view…not sure I ever will. How can loving someone be a bad thing?
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Wonderful writing. I totally agree with your views.
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Thank you for the compliment! And, thank you for following my blog. Welcome!
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Beautiful writing!
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Thank you for reading. Your comment means a lot to me!
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Gripping Love.
Thank you for sharing!
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Thank you. It was a scary experience. I’m glad he survived it and found the ring too. Bonus! I would have probably drowned as I can’t imagine I would have had the strength to open those doors.
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this is a beautiful story of true love………..thanks for sharing with me
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Thank you Terry!
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Well said my friend.
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Thank you my beautiful and talented friend!
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