My husband bought me a beautiful diamond ring on Friday. I am here to brag about it. I've never felt so loved and so cherished like this by anyone, ever. Period. It feels so good to know we've overcome our growing pains and found a solid path where we can know and experience what it really means to love each other and to be a family. I am not usually a person for stereotypical symbols of matrimony... but a diamond ring from a man who loves me imparts a certain je ne sais quoi that I just cannot deny. There's just something about diamonds, maybe they really are a girl's best friend?