What We Discovered After Going Through My Dad’s Things

Going through a loved one’s belongings is like opening chapters you never knew were part of their story.

When we began sorting through my dad’s things after he passed, we expected nothing more than the usual odds and ends—old jackets, worn tools, faded receipts. Instead, we uncovered a small box that completely reshaped what we thought we knew about him. Inside lay his wedding ring, carefully wrapped in a soft cloth, along with a handwritten note that began, “I didn’t wear it because…”

Those few words pulled us into a truth we had never considered, revealing that what we assumed was simple forgetfulness was actually a quiet, deliberate decision born out of love and worry.

For as long as I can remember, Dad insisted he lost his ring early in their marriage. Life went on, and my mom accepted the explanation, though somewhere deep inside, she wondered if its absence meant something more. The reality was kinder than anything any of us imagined.
He had spent his entire life working with his hands—fixing engines, hauling lumber, repairing fences. His fingers were always scraped, blistered, or at risk. He was terrified he’d damage the ring or lose it altogether, so he kept it safe instead of wearing it. Seeing how gently he stored it made my mom realize he hadn’t forgotten it at all—he had protected it. Continue reading…