- 1 week ago
We dated for about a year before having THE talk and making sure we’re on the right pages. We were in a long distance (he was working in Singapore, while I pursued my postgraduate in the UK) relationship and due to family circumstances decided to have a waiting timeline of 3 years. We looked at rings after the talk and found two in the same collection that was designed to stack, he got me the eternity ring version as a physical form of a promise. It helped with the distance.
Thus started my super long 3 years wait for the proposal and ‘the other ring’, which is the solitaire half of the pair. I didn’t think much when I was waiting, but we would go to concerts or celebrate special occassions when we meet up, and the thought of proposals would often cross my mind, but it never happened and I would be a tiny bit disappointed but wondered what he would do. We actually witnessed several very public proposals (one during a massive concert) and I had wondered if he would propose privately, which would be very him, or he would step out of comfort zone and propose in public with a crowd or something. I was fine with both honestly!
I left the choosing of the diamond up to him (not the best idea, practically). I sometimes micromanage too much, and I didn’t want to do that to the proposal. I’m usually quite resourceful and efficient, so it kills me that we won’t be getting ‘best value’ or the most bang for the buck. I also had some criteria for my dream diamond, for example without certain inclusions, or above a certain color grade….but I held back on all of that and only gave him some links to read up on.
The proposal happened a day after my graduation from my postgraduate degree, when we were climbing Arthur’s Seat (in Scotland). He was super insistent on going, which was rare and weird as we had been travelling for the past week and my feet had hurt. Usually he wouldn’t have insisted knowing that. But it was the last day for his idea to happen. On the other hand, I didn’t think much about it as he had wanted to climb it for the past few years but it had always rained too badly.
He had wanted to catch the sunrise but as it’s summer we would need to be up super early, and we slept late. So we went in the morning, a cloudy, chilly morning. We reached the top but it was so windy that he waited for a very long time before deciding it wouldn’t fly out of his hand and went with the proposal. I found it a little awkward as he wasn’t the cheesy type so it was strange to hear him saying such cheesy stuff (and I had guessed that it was happening halfway through it), but it did end happily, and thinking back it had been quite touching. There were some people around although they weren’t looking, and I think it was a great middle ground as it happened in a public, fairly romantic place but the actual moment was private between us.
And here are the rings together on the day! Excuse my undone nails, it was a surprise lol.