Panic and Love

G man called me Friday night from a sales call he had to make with an ass. This ass is a long time acquaintance, that used to be a friend. As couples this ass and his wife, G man and I vacationed together, were pregnant together, socialized, and generally shared life experiences together. Until G man moved on from a job and the ass did not. The ass still has not changed jobs 23 years later and is bitter, jealous and vindictive of G man's accomplishments. The ass has made some aspects of G man's business life horrible, but G man has persevered.

Anyway, G man had to make a sales call Friday night with the ass. An hour and 45 minutes after G man left our house he called me in a panic. Knowing he was with the ass I assumed the ass was drunk and abusive again. But that was not what the call was about. Poor G man realized he lost his wedding band, he thought when he was using hand sanitizer at the restaurant the ring may have slipped off. The owners of the restaurant made several announcements to have everyone look around to see if it could be found, the staff swept the floors, they picked up chairs, looked under equipment, even went through the bathroom garbage bins, but could not find the ring.

G man emptied his two over sized briefcases, looked in all the boxes of samples, ransacked his car, scanned the parking garage as best he could, the ring did not turn up. He is crushed that the ring is gone. He has been thinking about where and when the ring came off. While walking the dogs this morning he kept and eye out for it. He has rummaged through every drawer, taken apart the enormous sample garage, clean out his car twice, searched every pocket of every piece of clothing he owns. Still no ring.

I am so happy he has been distraught and continues to look for the ring. He could have tried to find it and said oh well it's gone I'll get another. But he hasn't. That is the ring I gave him, he was to wear forever, that he has not taken off since a year after we were married ( another post as to why he used to remove his ring the first year we were married). The message inscribed inside the ring was for him only and he knows it. I look at this as an incredible demonstration of how much he loves me. The ring is a symbol that matters to him, something I gave him for eternity, my life commitment to him.

I see him in a different light now. He is not one to show emotion often but this has been fabulous to see. He is truly broken hearted and saddened over the loss of the ring and the symbolism it represents. I love this guy!