Boyfriend and I celebrated our three-year anniversary yesterday with sushi (mmmm, salmon). I can’t believe it. It doesn’t feel that long. We’re really happy together. It’s… kinda really, really nice.
A couple days ago he asked if I would choose to get a ring, earrings or necklace as a present. I kinda stared at him like, “um… what?” He knows I don’t wear jewelry, given how many chances there would be to lose it when I take it off at the dojo and at home. And we’re not the type to exchange expensive gifts (I got him a button-down shirt this year. Last year was go kart tickets). Then I figured here’s my chance to get a present! LOL I said a ring, so I can look at it and feel loved (which is hard to do with the other two).
I don’t take this as a sign of an incoming shiny bauble. Boyfriend is the type to gather information, and wait for the perfect time, the perfect item, the perfect circumstance before he were to introduce anything as substantial as precious metals into the relationship. I told him once that I would be satisfied with a ring made of thread, and that I would cherish it in the stead of a traditional ring. It’s true. I’m proud of the person I’ve become, if that’s how I feel about jewelry.