Happy Gradu-versary
2 years ago today I walked down the aisle.
The aisle in question was one where I was wearing a cap and gown, someone called my name, I walked across a stage, and picked up an empty folder that would later house my diploma.
My graduation weekend was wonderful, and looking back on it - such an act. My ex’s family kept making nudges that the next time they saw us together we’d be engaged. I came across a ring box that, when I opened it, there was a band with 4-5 diamonds on it. I talked to my best friend about it on the way to the airport. Said friend asked me point blank, “If he asks you, what would you say?” I honestly couldn’t answer him. I’ve always wanted the engagement, wedding, and marriage - but something in my gut knew that ex was not the guy I should have all those things with.
2 days later, a different ring box, this one from Tiffany, was hidden in the coffee table for me. My heart beat fast as I opened it (because I had made a previous request that out of all the Tiffany things he could buy me (and he had already purchased 3 other things), if he were to buy a ring I wanted it to be The ring). Inside was a really beautiful Tiffany Lace Ring. So here’s a guy I’ve been dating for about 5 years, giving me a ring box from Tiffany, with diamonds on it… I had to ask, “Uhm… is this for…” he replied, “Your right-hand.”
I wore the ring for a month before we decided to break up. It was one of the first things I sold too. I couldn’t stand to look at it, and yet I cried when it was gone. I’ve vowed to buy myself a true right-hand ring (of course from Tiffany) when the time is right. And there will never be a tear shed for it.
