I loved that dress, it was very Gone with the Wind. Thankfully I did get all but the small deposit back on it.
Now, at the time I wasn't really aware of this, but there is actual etiquette on what gets done with the ring in a broken engagement. If the girl breaks it off she has to give it back but, generally speaking, when the guy breaks it off she gets to keep it! It's sorta like a consolation prize or forfeiture of deposit. Exceptions are generally made for family heirlooms and the like (or if the ring was REALLY freaking expensive... although it's more than a little gauche for her to know how much he spent but, then again, those sorts of rings require insurance riders so...). Anyway, by rights I should have kept the ring the first time around, much less the second, so I was a fool for giving it back.
And, for the record, he did ask me to marry him again. And again. And again. It was a long Winter. Then he went into the Navy and things got a little weird (more so than usual). The Navy didn't work out for him so much. Let's just say it's not a good idea to write threatening letters on Naval academy stationery to a girl whose known to be a pack-rat and then list her roommates as character witnesses when you need that security clearance. I'm just sayin'!
8 thoughts on “Rings on Her Fingers, Page 9”
I am sort of amazed at all these boys! I could count my boyfriends on one hand, and that includes the ones where we were only going out for three days, in a very high school angsty way. 🙂
I must say, though, that Memorial Day isn’t in September. 🙂
Oh, bother! I always mix up Memorial Day and Labor Day! I blame lack of sleep for not catching this as I worked into the wee hours lettering these pages, lol (but will fix it before it goes to press).
It looks like you could fix it without messing up any art.
Yeah, I guess I lucked into it being on the end of a line. You know, I originally thought that it was President’s Day but I knew that wasn’t right, either, lol.
Kinda makes me a little jealous. I went to three different high schools and each time just as I was starting to get comfortable with friends, we’d get notice to move on again and I would be reluctant to start a relationship I knew would never go anywhere. It wasn’t until late in my college years that I really started dating.
What if’s notwithstanding, I wouldn’t trade any of this for the world because it made me who I am. At the same time, please, please, PLEASE, don’t envy these sorts of encounters. As the coming weeks will show, the grass isn’t always greener…
Nah, he didn’t deserve kindness…sorry, but if someone is going to propose to you again, they’d better be willing to follow through. I’ve never been actually engaged, though, I just have strong opinions on those types of things :-/