Soon I will have a wedding band on my finger (yes, I can’t wait!), but I am sure it doesn&
Soon I will have a wedding band on my finger (yes, I can’t wait!), but I am sure it doesn’t mean to me what it means to most people. It has little to do with commitment and love; my time with my fiancee has already hardened that promise. It doesn’t signal unavailability, because as a poly person in a pretty open relation, my emotions and my body remain as available to friends as they have been in recent years and are likely to only become more so. Why, then, am I excited? Well, it’s more about what the ring signals to others than it does to me. I like people knowing that my fiancee is the woman I have chosen to share my life with (or, even more meaningful, the one who has chosen to spend her life with me). I like the assumption changing from our being virgins (through the lens of traditional idealism) to being sexually active, and with each other. I like the idea of family, friends, and strangers knowing precisely the person I’m having sex with (not that I particularly need them to know everyone I’ve had sex with, or under what circumstances, it’s more about this aspect of our relationship going from practiced in secret to practiced openly). In an ideal world, a wedding band would come with zero assumptions about a person’s sex life, but that is not our world, so I embrace the sexual connotation that comes with the ring I will soon wear for the rest of my days. -- source link
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