I went to the mall yesterday with my friend Shakira. I looked at a few rings.. The ones I really like were at Kay jewelers. They have some beautiful rings I could have put my center stone in. I tried some on... and we got some ideas and info and left..
We started to walk down to the kids play area.. I told Shakira I am not sure if i can trade my ring.. We talked about it some and she said she understood..
LASt night the girls and I met Eric and Cheesecake Factory to eat dinner.. So after dinner I showed Eric some of the rings I was looking at.
When we were walking out of the store He asked me so can you do it? I said I dont know yet...
I was driving home with the girls and started to really think about it... This is the ring I got married with.. This is the ring Eric gave me.. He really went back and forth on the engagement ring. He wanted to make sure it was in a band I would like(i was picky about the band) He did a really good job with the engagement ring so I never need to get a new one.. If I get a new ring that Diamond has to come our of that "ring" he picked.. After we were engaged he said to go look at what kind of wedding band i would want.. So I picked a wrap I liked then and still do.. There really is nothing wrong with it.. Did I mention it is the ring we got married with.... ?? I am kinda emotionally attached... So I decided in that moment driving over the Howard franklin bridge that even though some of the rings I looked at might be "nicer" or "bigger" That my ring is irreplaceable and invaluable to "me".
It is the ring I see on our wedding pictures.. (eric's is different because he lost his before we were married a year. but at least i have pictures to remember it)(another subject for another day haha)
So the point is I love my husband more then I can ever say, and I love the ring he gave me. It symbolizes a lot.
