My engagement ring was a family heirloom on his side, so it is a diamond. I like diamonds but there is no way hell I would even be that picky about the ring a man gave me. I mean what is wrong with these women?? Do they not know/care about the real meaning behind the event?
When I was engaged to a different man several years ago he gave me this teenie tiny diamond. I remember how happy I was to get it and we both cried together about him giving it to me. I was so proud to be engaged that I didn't give a shit about the size.
That is of course how I also feel about the ring my husband gave me, it means even more because his grandmother (who I never got to meet) wore it.
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