I turned the ring on my finger nervously as I looked down at the placards on the table below me.
Still in a state of shock, I picked up one and turned it over in my hand before tracing my name, embossed in gold on the face of it.
I ran my finger over a date beneath it. Today's date: April 13, 2015.
My fingers continued their exploration of the card and quickly found another name in raised print. Ricardo Carlos Manoso.
We had gotten married surrounded by friends and family less than an hour ago.
Today was our someday.
