The Unorthodox Nun


I do things the wrong way.

I graduated college when I was supposed to graduate high school. I got my motorcycle license when I was suppose to be out drinking for my 21st birthday. I have a left-handed mouse although I’m right-handed. I wear a wedding band although I’m not married.

Last week I bought a plain silver band on Etsy. It’s sleek, simplistic, and that’s my style. When I got it this week, I was surprised at how I just kept thinking of it as a wedding band. That’s not what I bought it for. I wear it on my right hand. No need to deter perfectly available men… It reminds me of a purity/ promise ring. I’m too old for that now. It’s like a nun’s wedding band. “I am my Beloved’s, and my Beloved is mine,” so many of them are engraved.

I’ve been struggling with letting go of my past mistakes lately; it seems only suiting that I accept this piece of metal as a token of my determination to do better and to remember to Whom I belong. Although I’ve made some bad choices, I have too many piercings, and color my hair to my grandmother’s chagrin, I’ve decided to wear the ring. Because I’m all about doing things the wrong way. 


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