So, I’m a woman who wears two rings.

  Every morning, I slide on two rings. When I wear them, I am on the receiving end of "ma'am," sly remarks about my husband, and intrusive questions (and yes, I include questions about the medication I am or am not on as intrusive). The number of children I must have or must be about to … Continue reading So, I’m a woman who wears two rings.

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