When I was a little girl, I used to sit in church and pry her ring off her finger. I would play with it pretending that it was MINE. That my dreamy prince had just put it on my tiny little girly fingers. With my baby eyes the diamond was SO big and sparkly. I thought it was the BEST wedding ring in the whole entire world.
Years and years have past since those early church days of fantasizing that such a sparkly ring would grace my fingers. I now sit in church and play with that SAME ring. And my prince?... He sits right next to me during church.
Three years ago today, Robbie proposed to me and placed her ring on my finger. It's been the happiest three years of my ring finger's life!
oooohhhhh I love this story. I love your blog. You rock girl.
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