This goes back decades to get to the very start...
I decided that I was going to beg
I checked into the hotel at the convention, showed the ring to a variety of people who were very excited for us, and then on Saturday, went to the airport to meet the ladies. At the international terminal, I ran into
Then, we see
Notice, I forgot to ASK her. So, even now,
In any case, we went to the convention, people crowded around her to see the ring (which was a reddish-gold diamond ring of a very unusual pattern; an estate ring that she loved), even before we had a chance to take her luggage up to the room. She was irritated with me that everyone there already knew I was going to give her the ring...
Years passed. We got married; she had her wedding ring made special so that it fitted right up against the engagement ring.
Then, when I was working at Friendly Hills Medical Group (now defunct), she visited me at work, one afternoon, and the staff asked to examine her ring. She took it off, allowing it, while I went to see a patient; apparently, she stepped away for a moment to the bathroom, or some such. When she and I returned, the ring was gone. One of the three staff had stolen it! We were in a quandry, and instead of calling the police, we simply suffered.
Years have passed. I've gifted her with another ring that is beautiful in its own right, but we've never seen a comparable ring structure.
Until very recently. A couple of weeks ago,
This week, it arrived in the mail. She took me by surprise as I returned home from work, and demanded that I open the envelope in the driveway. When I realized what it was, I shook, dropped it, picked it up, cried...and forgot to ask her to marry me...AGAIN!
But I can't stop kissing her on the hand next to the ring...
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