Engagement Ring

I know that I shouldn’t be materialistic, but I think it’s interesting how something ‘things’ that we have can really reflect who we are.

I was playing netball last Monday, and I sprained my finger. Apart from being in more pain then I ever thought possible, and my finger going purple, it also swelled up to nearly double its size. Not cool, especially seeing as it was my ring finger.
Having my ring finger sprained meant that I couldn’t wear my engagement ring. I had to go to Prep the next day and the day after not wearing it. I would still speak about my fiancé, but could feel my naked finger calling out to people, “She’s not wearing a ring!” and I was sure that people either thought that I was lying or that we were having problems.

Realistically, no one was thinking that, and my ring wasn’t shouting out anything, but I do realise that objects do say things about people. The things that we wear- clothes, jewellery, hair etc., give people ideas about what we like, believe and think. For me, my engagement ring is something that, even though I didn’t realise it so much when I chose it, is something that tells people a lot about who I am.

Back to the story. I love my ring, and on the Wednesday night I thought, “Not wearing my ring is making me sad, and so I am going to put it on anyway.” And so I did just that.
It hurt to put it on- my finger was still a little swollen, and it didn’t move around like it usually did, but it did the job-people knew I was engaged again.
By Saturday though, I was in pain again. Using my hands all week and having my finger constricted meant that it wasn’t healing as well as it should have been, and so I took it off. :-(

I remember the day my then boyfriend, and now fiancé, took me shopping to look at engagement rings. It was exciting and a little nerve racking. I had to find a ring that I was going to like, and wear, for the rest of my life.
When I laid my eyes on my ring, I knew that it was the one. The woman in the shop tried to talk me out of it, and I half think that my fiancé might have liked that- it wasn’t the cheapest ring we looked at. But I knew that this was the one, and I had to have it.

Now that my ring is sitting on my desk next to me, and I have a chance to look at it more often and I realise that it’s very… me.

It’s classic. The girl in the shop tried to tell me that it was a very old, antique-y style, and so I may not like it in a few years time. But I knew that that’s what I like, so I would always like it. I like old things, I like classic things. Jewellery, music, films, speech, relationships. I like things the classic way.

It’s expensive. My parents and fiancé will especially testify to the fact that I like the better quality things. I can’t help it. I don’t look at the price before hand, those things just tend to take my fancy!

It’s a cluster. I’m a bit of a conglomerate of lots of different things, ideas and people, and I like it that way. So having a ring that’s a cluster is really quite fitting.

It represents a Love that’s forever. I have this this in three ways- my love with God is never ending, and my love with Luke is also never ending. My other love that lasts forever is with my family, and I am so happy to say that the three of them work excellently together as well. Even though this is my engagement ring, for me it represents all of them- all complement each other nicely.