What's In A Ring?

Ever since i've been engaged, i've noticed a strange little phenomenon. I say the word 'engaged' or 'fiance' and eyes dart immediately to my ring finger. They're looking for bling, my dear friends; a great, big, sparkling diamond to symbolize eternity. Only a diamond isn't there. My ring is an antique, just what i've always wanted, and the stone is a light blue sapphire on a gold band.

To me, it looks like heaven.

Why?

Because it's my ring. It's the ring that Andrew bought for me, that we picked out together in an antique's shop on the square the day after he proposed originally (over take-out Chinese and wine), and then it was the ring that he slipped onto my finger after my scavenger hunt through the woods. My ring is everything to me.

So why is there such a stipulation with the diamond engagement ring? I do know that sapphires were the stone of many girl's dreams back in the day. But maybe an emerald is your dream rock, or peridot or amythist. My advice is get the ring that feels like you. It's all about the individual couple, not about ads in bridal magazines or ads on t.v.

What do you think? What stone do you want for your engagement ring dearies?