The silver ring is my wedding ring.
The golden ring is my father’s wedding ring. I got it from my Mom after his death.
I have always worn the two rings ever since. My ring stays on the inside; Dad’s ring stays on the outside. One day, I hope to take off that gold ring and give it to my son. Perhaps it can be his wedding ring.
As it is now, the gold ring always reminds me of my Dad.
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