Engagement Rings

So, as I had said before, I have been engaged once and almost engaged another time (he had set aside the money and I had picked out my ring) so that means I have gotten two engagement rings already. Well, almost two...I picked out the other one...never received it though. Lol. The first one was a surprise so obviously he had picked it out himself. The second one, I was given a budget and I picked it out myself. I have to say I liked the not knowing better.

My first proposal was actually something out of a storybook. Too bad the relationship wasn't. Lol. He picked me up for a drive and took me to "my spot". "My Spot" happened to be the steps of the college library I attended. I used to sit on the steps at night and write poetry. If you look from these steps out into the campus there is a big fountain and two rows of trees lit up from below. It almost looks like the Washington Mall. It is a wonderful place that had a lot of meaning to me. He took my hand, said his speech about how much he loved me and dropped to one knee to propose. The ring was beautiful. (See above) I think half the beauty of it was that he went and picked it out himself. And it really was perfect for me at the time. I really couldn't have picked out a better one for me if I tried. I was privileged enough to wear that ring for a little over a year while I started the excitement of planning my own wedding. It was an excitement that I cannot wait to have again.

Then that relationship folded as it was just not meant to be. I met someone else after that and was with that guy for 3 and a half years. We talked about getting married through most of it but were just waiting for "the right time". Little did I know the right time wouldn't come. We had done everything towards that ultimate goal including him getting a loan for a ring while I picked it out. Now mind you, I would have rather him picked it out as I think the thoughtfulness is half the beauty of it. However, he was not comfortable with that. So I picked a ring that at the time was perfect for me. (See above) I was looking foirward to being able to wear it as I thought it was going to be everything I dreamed of (the relationship that is), however a week after he took care of the financial end, he ended our relationship. As I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason, I am not upset about it, but it was a beautiful ring.

So here is the question I would like to pose to you. Which is better - picking out your own ring or having him pick it out for you? I personally would like him to pick it out for me. I think it is a true test to how well he knows you and I think it adds some excitement to the whole process on his part. If and when I get the pleasure of doing it all over again, I hope that is what will happen.