Once we made the decision to legalize our relationship in the eyes of Singapore's laws, the man's parents were thrilled and insisted I needed an engagement ring.
I surprised even myself- I didn't feel the need to have an engagement ring. The man has always shown his love in many ways and when it comes down to this, getting him to buy me a ring was the last thing on my mind.
Since the parents were insistent, we went along with it. Like excited children, the parents trotted off to the jewelers. They obviously saw lots of fun in this whereas we were completely nonchalant.
I wanted a random colored stone. Jewelry isn't an asset really. It doesn't have to be a diamond. It's just marketing. It's the wedding ring that I'd be more particular about. But the man's parents wanted to buy me a diamond. Okay. If it makes them happy. 1.5 carats and no bigger please, I requested. The rings that I tried on didn't have the ideal stone. The ideal one was sitting in a pendant. So it had to be taken out and set into a ring.
I'm not too bothered about wearing an engagement ring. I've 2 beautiful solitaires already. I'm not sure if a third is necessary. Yes, I like the sparkle. This newest, almost colorless diamond will be the most expensive solitaire I own. It speaks of the man's parents' love for me and their happiness with our decision. But the ring with the most special place in my heart is still the one the man gave to me 2 years ago. Very likely, the wedding ring is the one ring that will be worn daily, not the peripherals that would be changed about.
