when my parents died i wore both of their wedding rings.
I travelled to a place that i had gone to with them, and
with thier wedding rings on, i felt as if they were along
with me, in a way. Then someone mentioned that I looked as
if i was married, so i took them off so that i would not
pass up an opportunity to meet someone, as i would not want
to miss an opportunity by being assumed to not be "available"

When my mother was near death, (she was in hospital for over
a week at the end) I mentioned that her fingers were swelling
and that it might be good to remove her ring before it was too
late. Soon a team of nurses was gathered around her bed, and
the nurse who was familiar with the procedure (using a piece
of cloth like bias tape) showed the others how to remove the
jewelry. My mother, always one to support education, became
the leader of the workshop, in a way, and was soon to donate
her body to science for the education of future medical
students, as well, so had begun her mission in that way.