- 6 years ago
- Wedding: June 2012
When Fiance proposed, I was so happy. The ring was exactly what I wanted. A three-stone ring with a princess cut centre. Then I joined the bee and saw sooo many solitaire rings… I still loved my ring but I was beginning to question if mine was too different.
Then there were comments (completely other thread for that). I began doubting my ring. And the worst part? I questioned if it was right for me and told my Fiance. He was hurt and I could see it. Deep down I knew it was my ring … I even said to my Fiance that “I know it’s my nature to question everything and then later realize that the original was exactly right for me.”
I didn’t know WHY the heck I didn’t LOVE my ring… I know me… I know that I am a QUESTIONER especially if I do not have control over decision making. So even though I KNEW in my heart of hearts that this was MY RING, I still ended up hurting my Fiance.
I apologized and pushed away the thoughts.
We went shopping for wedding bands yesterday. The lady brought over the matching band for my ring set. I. HATED. IT.
NONE of the bands matched with the setting of my ring. I started asking about upgrades and changing my ring (which was awkward for the sales lady and Fiance who was standing there). I felt guilty and sad.
I walked around the store looking at other rings and trying them on. But I didn’t like ANY of them. Most of the ones I DID like looked similar to my own three-stone ering.
WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME?
After two hours in the store, the saleslady brought me over to another section of the store where they were selling as-is bands. I tried on a few and they didn’t tickle my fancy.
Then Fiance pointed to one that I had overlooked in the lower corner. The lady brought it out. I looked at it from the top, the side… slipped it on my finger. Looked at it close, and then far away…
Then the looked back into the display at the other rings.
It was pretty silent at that point and the lady was getting impatient… she was asking me “this one?”, “No.” “How about this one?”, “No.” I would reply. And a few minutes went by and she asked me if I could give her the one I already had on back. I realized IN THAT MOMENT, that the one I wanted was ALREADY ON MY HAND!
And it made PERFECT sense to me now!
The reason why I couldn’t LOVE my e-ring was because it was INCOMPLETE. It was missing it’s OTHER HALF. I nearly cried and told my Fiance that right away. It’s like … I LIKE myself…. but I LOVE myself WITH my other half!! And without the wedding band, the e-ring was lonely the entire time.
I finally feel at ease and can’t believe I had allowed myself to QUESTION THIS SHIT like I question EVERYTHING. FI knows me and my taste the best, sometimes even better than myself. I knew I had to trust him and in the end, he was right again. This ring was for ME.
It just needed it’s partner.