I'm back home and will begin deluging you with museum and city photos next week. But, before I do that...
We met when we were both mid-divorce. There was therefore plenty of philosophical marriage conversation from the beginning. I mentioned that I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get married again and I certainly didn’t want a diamond. Steve is a pretty traditional guy, but one of the things I love about him is that he heard all of that as “challenge accepted.” And so he proposed with a ring he made himself. Steve is not particularly crafty, so I was genuinely shocked. He has spent the last few months taking — what I thought was a welding class — but turned out to be a metalsmithing class — in order to make this ring. He chose a star sapphire because my favorite color is blue. Sadly the ring doesn’t quite fit because he based it on a ring he “borrowed” from my nightstand that unbeknownst to him is too large for me.
There you have it! That's the whole story. I'll be back with art journaling tomorrow!
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