Our relationship survived on bi-weekly visits and AIM. We used to talk about how it kinda sucked that we met young. That if we were older, we could live normal lives together, get engaged and married. Wouldn't it be nice...?
Maybe this was just one conversation, but it was an important one. We were completely on the same page- despite the occasional fight I thought we were having through our online miscommunications/Marc sarcasm. All around me there were other girls in similar situations, and there were these things called promise rings. A middle step for young folks in our similar situation. I mentioned it to Marc sometime in that first semester, when we had that conversation, thinking it should be a silly cute token. A ring from a toy machine at the supermarket (okay, this kid Ricky gave me one of those in 1st grade).
But on our one-year anniversary, as I was reeling from that fact that I was indeed that girl and that I was completely in love with every dramatic, pining second of our "long-distance" relationship, Marc knelt down next to his twin bed where I sat in his bedroom at his parents' house, and presented me with a beautiful little promise ring. It was insane. He practically proposed and I freaked out- I even took us to the mall to see if something less..legit-looking.... less engagementy was an option. I was looking at an amethyst number when he suggested something "more expensive." Not that cost is important but, I knew then that he meant it- he was committed, not forced into this by my crazy girly suggestion- and I was sold on the gold band with a tension-set diamond that he originally chose. Simple, clean design. I didn't take it off for the next several years :)
Maybe this was just one conversation, but it was an important one. We were completely on the same page- despite the occasional fight I thought we were having through our online miscommunications/Marc sarcasm. All around me there were other girls in similar situations, and there were these things called promise rings. A middle step for young folks in our similar situation. I mentioned it to Marc sometime in that first semester, when we had that conversation, thinking it should be a silly cute token. A ring from a toy machine at the supermarket (okay, this kid Ricky gave me one of those in 1st grade).
But on our one-year anniversary, as I was reeling from that fact that I was indeed that girl and that I was completely in love with every dramatic, pining second of our "long-distance" relationship, Marc knelt down next to his twin bed where I sat in his bedroom at his parents' house, and presented me with a beautiful little promise ring. It was insane. He practically proposed and I freaked out- I even took us to the mall to see if something less..legit-looking.... less engagementy was an option. I was looking at an amethyst number when he suggested something "more expensive." Not that cost is important but, I knew then that he meant it- he was committed, not forced into this by my crazy girly suggestion- and I was sold on the gold band with a tension-set diamond that he originally chose. Simple, clean design. I didn't take it off for the next several years :)
Happy Valentine's Night!
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When does Gollum/Smeagol find the ring? Does that part happen soon?
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