Just about 3 years ago after my diagnosis I found myself being helped up to the countertop of my jeweler Swansons in Arlington. My family has known them for years and they were my clients too. I haved worked in their home over the years, plus I decorated their showroom.

Well,  back on point 🙂  My brother brought me in that day because steroid from treatment caused my entire body to bloat. My ring was so tight that my finger was turning color. So, Mr. Swanson looked so compassionalely at me as my brother held my hand in place and he had to cut it into 2 peices to get it off. They even had to use two sets of plyers to get it off of my finger. They were so careful not to hurt me. Beautiful people, and my older brother is a saint.

The two halves have been in the little jewelry bag for 3 years. Well 2 weeks ago I took a covert operations trip there to Swansons all by my onesies and left it with them for repair.  Today, I picked it up after its repair and  tonight I will have my wife slip it back onto my finger 🙂 It almost our 29 wedding anniversary so I felt it would make for a beautiful moment. I am a blessed man.

That little gold ring represents something totally irreplaceable. It represents my commitment to my greatest God given gift. It also serves as a reminder of what true unselfish love and sacrafice looks like. God in action. My beautiful wife Janet. Amen!

So for her…..

life no matter what ,  calls for celebration…. 🙂

God Bless You,

Danny