Two Gruber posts in a row but this one is fantastically written. I was meant to pickup my wedding ring today but it wasn't quite the right size. Maybe I'll place the same sentimental value in the ring that I eventually wear.
Given the circumstances when I went to bed Tuesday night, it was no surprise I was welling up with tears come the morning. But I’d never have expected they’d be tears of joy, with a sense of hope — however diminished — and abiding love in my heart.
The whole piece is very hopeful.