"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
Does this mean I don’t care about my spouse? Does it mean I don’t see her as worthy of an expensive ring? Of course not, don’t be silly. But buying her a diamond ring is not how I will show that to her.
