But yet I secretly hoped that he would orchestrate a creative and overly romantic marriage proposal.
No such luck.
We spent a long time over quiet dinners, family breakfasts, and long walks discussing our future life together. We had a lot to consider with two houses and two young children. We even planned when we would get married. But still no proposal.
Then one weekend, my Sweetie suggested that we go ring shopping. He wanted to make sure that I picked out a ring I liked. Not very romantic but practical when making an investment.
We grabbed the kids and went shopping. At the second store, I wandered away from the engagement rings and looked at the sapphire jewelry. I asked my Sweetie if I could get a sapphire ring instead of the traditional diamond solitaire. Sapphire is my birthstone and I always wanted a sapphire ring. Oh, my Sweetie was all over that idea.
I knew my ring when I saw it. Once it was on my hand, I didn’t want to give it up. I found out later that I in fact did spoil some romantic plan by my Sweetie by holding onto the ring. We left the store with wishes of “Happy Mother’s Day” from the salesperson.
Over the past seven years many people have asked if my sapphire ring is my engagement ring. Nine times out of ten, that person has gone on to ask the follow-up question,
“Did you know that Princess Diana had a sapphire engagement ring?”
Yes, I did and my sapphire is only a fraction the size of hers.
Now the famed ring is back in the spotlight and I wonder if there will be a spike in popularity of sapphire engagement rings.
Do you have an engagement story?
Did you pick out your ring?
Is there a story behind your ring?
6 comments:
Love sapphire! It's something good about being married to a practical man...though sometimes it can be frustrating. I have one of those practical common sense men myself! (No romantic proposal, but at least there have been many other romantic episode to make up for it!)
You're all trendy in advance! Here's the story of my ring: http://www.bigteethandclouds.com/2010/07/so-do-you-want-it.html
It's nearly as romantic as your story. Do you really think you ruined the proposal?
I bought C a sapphire engagement ring, not because I was knowlegable about English tradition, nor did I know that her Grandmother had a sapphire engagement ring. I was just lucky.
I've been thinking a lot about Prince William's decision to give Kate his mother's engagement ring. On the one hand, I love that he honored his mother and her memory. On the other, I find it a bit odd that he chose to start his own marriage off with a symbol of his parents' not-so-great one.
What do you think?
Kristen, I too thought it bad luck to use the same engagement ring and suspect that it might have been done as a PR tatic. But I didn't want to say anything negative. Prince William and Kate will have more than enough challenges and trials in their marriage from exterior sources. I truly wish they have a long and happy life.
I proposed by accident, two weeks after I met her. I already knew she was The One, but. We were talking on the phone, a thousand miles apart, and I said something like "If we were married, we would ___." (Can't remember what.) She said, "Is that a proposal?" I said, "I guess so. Will you marry me?" And she said, "I could kill you." (for not proposing in person.)
We found our rings at a going-out-of-business sale at a department store, 70 percent off. They both fit perfectly, channel-set diamonds, very practical and durable. We tried them on, liked them, took them home.
We married 8 months later. That was nearly 10 years ago. It's been fun.
Wife was a huge fan of Di. Many gay men are, too, don't know why. Di was a gay icon of sorts. Me, I didn't care about Di. Her death was sad and suspicious. I can't see Charles without seeing his hand in it. I have zero interest in Charles, Camilla, or now William and party-girl Kate-now-called-Katherine-by-the-fawning-media. Ugh. Royalty. No use for them except for kidnapping and ransom, I think, which is a time-honored tradition dating back thousands of years.
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