My Wedding Ring
So I found a ring and payed for that ring. Ten days later, when they said it'd be to me, I got a phone call. That phone call said, "It's ready; Come get it at your convience" and I freaked. I was so stressed that I'd have to make a four hour round-trip trek to handle this 10 minute interaction. I called them to straighten it out and thankfully, everything was as it should be. My ring was packed up and ready to be mailed to me, as I wanted. I still was mildly worried about a package in the mail with the word "Diamond" in the title of the business.
The very next day, a package was left between my screen door and the actual door. It was a plain cardboard box, much larger than what's needed for just a ring. The store name was abbreviated, H.D.S, so my fear of my diamonds being advertised wasn't even an issue. I'm just so excited to share it with everyone in my life. I also feel like a big dork because sometimes I just sit and stare at it. I'm still mesmerized and over-the-moon thrilled that it's mine .
Will was elated that I finally got what I wanted. When he got home from work and a little settled, he asked me to look at it. I took it off and handed to him. He then fell to one knee and asked me to marry him. Again. I was blushing and smiling so hard that I could barely squeak out a 'yes'. I found the right one, that's for sure. The right ring and the right guy.
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