I don't mean to sound vain here, but I love my ring! It's perfect and beautiful. White gold and diamond. It has the symbol of a strong, loving marriage behind it as well-- It was my paternal grandmother's. When Mark A. and I first started discussing getting married someday, I jokingly told him "Lucky for you, your girl comes with a ring! So, you don't have to buy one. The only drawback... Now not only have to ask Dad for my hand, you also have to ask him for the family heirloom." His reaction: "Oh...great."
I can't wait to marry him!
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