At the one year mark, I removed my ring in an act of accepting this new reality I could not change. A few years later I realized that part of my ongoing sense of emptiness was missing that band which had been a part of me for so many years. I returned it to my hand - where it belongs, with a sigh of relief, a sense of coming home. I put John’s band on my other hand and it just felt right. There they have remained ever since.