I left the house today naked. Stark naked. Unfortunately I didn't realize it until I was in the car driving to work.
Ok so not technically naked. But I had forgotten my engagement and wedding rings. It makes me feel naked! I've worn the wedding band for almost a year and the engagement ring for almost 2 years! They've become a part of me.
They also hold special powers. Well for me at least.
Before their existence, I couldn't eat in public alone (except the airport ... because lots of people are alone in airports) without feeling pathetic. Without feeling like people were staring at me thinking, "oh that poor girl."
And then D proposed (will write about that another time). And suddenly I have this protective shield. Suddenly, I don't care about being in public alone. Because obviously, someone cares about me. I'm not the pathetic girl anymore, I'm just the chick eating alone with the gorgeous, sparkly ring (D really did do a good job...all on his own!).
It's my shield. It's my strength. Is it vain? Perhaps. But really it's a source of comfort. And if it is something that doesn't harm you but gives me comfort ... where's the harm.
Although I will say that some of the power might be seeping into the "real" me. Because today I walked to my meeting (realllllly pretty and only ~5 blocks away) without the ring. And I still felt good. Not as good had I had the ring on ... but good!