I took my ring off this summer, then had a moment in church where I realized I am still married. I am at least married in my eyes, so the ring went back on. Still there. No comment either way from H.
Funny story: The day after H confessed to me, I was at work, and my big diamond just fell out of my setting. I couldn't believe it. Someone saw it happen or I never would have found it. Odd, huh? I had it in a baggie on our desk and H took it in to be repaired without a word.
olive: fog fog fog and some guilt. These are good things, though, he still cares about you. I guess its up to you to wait it out....
