- 6 years ago
My boyfriend and I knew the minute we met that we wanted to spend our lives together. I had just ended a three year long relationship in which I was engaged, if you choose to call it that. He was emotionally and physically abusive, and I stayed for so long believing I was not good enough for anyone else. Well, I found my guy.
When my ex proposed, it was with an heirloom band that was gold with a white gold splash, most likely a men’s ring, and had the tiniest diamond specs. He had intended to not use a ring, but his Mother insisted. The same mother who hated me from the moment she met me and made me miserable. I hated that ring. He proposed after a really rough day at school, in his mother’s kitchen, after I yelled at him for giving his entire paycheck to her…yet again. I wanted to say no, after all, no words of love came from his mouth during the act. In hindsight, he never wanted to propose, not in his heart. The ring was never mine, and was taken from me during fights to punish me. Near then ed of our relationship, I decided I wanted to buy a traditional ring. He was a jealous man, and did not like the fact that the ring I had didn’t scream “ENGAGED”. I couldn’t find anything I liked, but settled on an emerald cut ring from Kay. Three days before I was to buy this ring, I left him.
Cut to now. My boyfriend and I were browsing the mall on my birthday when he pulled me into a jewelry store. I was hesitant. I knew our financial situation did not allow for any ring in the near future, and I don’t like playing pretend and getting my hopes up. I never wanted diamonds, but because of the last engagement, I want everything to be traditional now. We tried on rings and the minute he and I saw this one on my finger, we knew. Our eyes connected and we knew it was the one. Through a thankfully large tax return and some of my school money, we went back and purchased the ring last week and sent it out for resizing.
He picked up the ring today. In the morning, I get to try it on for 5 minutes to make sure it fits and inspect it with a loupe to make sure nothing is wrong. Then it disappears until he decides to propose.
I’m in no rush, though I’m excited. I know he wants it to be the most perfect proposal, and as romantic as he can be. I’m going to let him have his glory and when he decides the time is right, it will happen.
I’ve been reading the site for a few days but was hesitant to post. I’m very blunt person, and I’m not known for tact. I have been enjoying many subjects.
1.) Diamond vs Moissy(sp?). This debate is just hilarious.
2.) The cattiness of the women regarding diamond cut and quality.
3.) The general drama of the members.
I don’t have a wedding to plan, so you’ll probably find me in these sections, commenting on the craziness and laughing behind the screen!
Here is a pic of the ring before resizing. I am sad my finger is so tiny, because the diamonds in the band will be mostly hidden. I love this ring and can’t wait to have it on my finger!