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Ian and I got engaged in 1993. Before Ian "popped the question" we went to the jewelry district in Los Angeles. We were nineteen and had no budget. I ended up picking out something just slightly better than costume jewelry.
In 1995 just before we got married I bonked my hand into the tiled wall of the women's restroom by the film classes. The sapphire either popped out or if it was glass, it shattered. Regardless, I now had a ring without a pretty blue stone and I was heart broken.
Ian, though, rolled with the bad news and announced that we would buy a new emerald and a better setting and call it "engagement ring 2.0". We went to a local jeweler on State Street in Santa Barbara and picked out an emerald. The stone and the setting cost more than the original ring but it has stayed put now for 13 years.
In March 2007 after picking up Sean from school, I absentmindedly took my engagement ring off. Then to my shock, I couldn't get it back on! So I put it in my wallet and took the ring home. For a while I kept the ring in a box next to my favorite chair upstairs but when both of my children were having too much fun playing with the ring, I decided to try wearing it on a different finger before I could get it resized.
The first day the ring stayed put on my pinky. The second day, though, when I woke up, the ring was gone. I tore apart the bed and the area around the bed. I could not find the ring. As I had been gardening the day before, I decided the ring had fallen off my finger and over the edge. I searched the grounds outside between the buildings where the ring might have landed but I didn't see it.
By August 2007, I was despondent over the missing ring. Ian suggested we get "engagement ring 3.0." Then on August 12th, I had come to terms with the ring being gone and I was ready to start thinking of what I would want for my replacement. Then as I was going to bed, having just decided to stop looking for the ring, I saw it lying right next to our clock alarm at the foot of the bed. Better yet, the ring fit on my ring finger again.
LOL - your ring has an interesting history. I like sapphires. They're my favorite stone. "