Oldie but a goodie
Dec 22 '00
In September of 1996 on a Monday night I was working to close the nightclub I worked at. Actually this was my extra job as I was an Army Air Traffic Controller at the time. The owner called me over to the DJ's booth and introduced me to two woman, one of whom looked very familiar and the other stopped me in my tracks. A month later I finally asked her out and a month after that we were engaged.
Yes, it was fast, but we must have done something right as we're still here together with only the usual complaints. Her saying yes was conditional. It wouldn't be official until I could get her a ring. It's not that she wanted an especially expensive ring or any particular ring, in fact I think it was most likely needing an example of my commitment than anything else. Naturally, only having been in the Army a couple of years and living the night life I had no savings so it figured to be some time before I could produce the required ring.
The plotting soon began and I got her ring size as well as reserved two tickets to New York to see my Family for thanksgiving. My mother was brought into my confidence and she took the only family heirloom I own and had it sized for my wife's finger.
After a long day of travelling we arrived at my parents house and put our bags in the room we were sharing. My mother had handed me a small box on the sly and while we were in this room I had my beloved close her eyes. When I told her she could open them I was down on one knee with an open ring box in my hand and her face was lit brighter than a raging forest fire. I slipped it on her finger and we made the formal announcement.
What she was then wearing was my most prized possession. My grandmother had passed away two years earlier and left me her engagement ring. It is over 100 years old and it's made of platinum with about six small diamonds set on the top. My wife to be did not get a small ring with a huge, heavy stone sitting on top that took two years to pay for. What she got was a part of me that she didn't already have and she knew it for how special it was. After the return trip she was proud to show it off despite it's difference from the traditional ring and she cherishes it more than any piece of jewelry she owns.
What it all comes down to is it really isn't the size of the ring or the price that matters. It's the meaning that will always count the most where the heart is concerned. Jewelry can be beautiful or expensive without saying I love you, how much better it is when that meaning is clear.
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Member: Mitch Posner
Location: Amarillo, TX
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I'm an opinionated, misplaced, New Yorker Know it all who loves Heineken and my family.
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