I Tried on My Wife’s Engagement Ring
By John Polo
So, I tried on my wife’s engagement ring
I mean ~ I didn’t intend to
I was going through some of her old jewelry looking for a certain piece
& I freaked out
The ring was gone, as was her wedding band
I remember that night so well
July 28, 2012
It was just over ten years from our first day together as boyfriend and girlfriend
A teenage love that was so real
That it stayed with us both
Even through the eight years we spent apart
I had purchased the ring about two month’s prior
& I would take it out every night to look at it
It was beautiful, and I was so excited
The only woman I had ever loved
Was about to be my finance
& eventually ~ my wife
Michelle and I went to a fancy dinner that warm, but not too hot, summer evening
“We’re leaving the restaurant now, so probably about 2 hours,” I texted my mom.
After dinner, we drove to the casino.
We were out for my birthday celebration and although Michelle wasn’t big on gambling, she knew I liked it ~ so we decided to head there with an agreed amount to spend.
“Well that was quick. I could have bought new shoes with that John,” she joked as we headed out of the money pit.
“It’s my birthday. Bite me,” I quipped back with a smile.
The anxiety was starting to kick in.
I had dreamt about watching Michelle walk down the aisle since I was 17 years old.
When she broke up with me in High School, it shattered me to pieces.
Now, over 8 years later ~ after just turning 28, I was about to ask my dream girl to be my wife.
“John, I can’t find the ring,” my mom said via text in response to a message I sent her — letting her know that we were about 45 minutes away.
I. FREAKED. OUT.
After the recession of 2008, I ran into some financial problems, and I had to stay with my mom for a few months until I got back on my feet.
Once I did, I found a great condo for rent, in the same building that she lived.
That building, was the current residence for Michelle and I.
Behind the building was a beautiful lake
& that is where I was set to propose
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CANNOT FIND THE RING!” I texted back — with all caps — trying to appear calm so that Michelle would not catch on.
You see ~ my mom was to wait for my text, then take the ring that I had given her 5 minutes before we left that night, the 4 page letter I had wrote for Michelle and a number of votive candles to the table near the lake.
She was to light the candles and then head back upstairs before we arrived
30 minutes later …..
“I still can’t find the ring John.”
“I need to run in this store real quick, stay in the car, ok?” I said trying to hide the franticness in my soul.
“Are you ok?” Michelle asked
Narrator: He was not ok.
I quickly entered the store and dialed my mom.
I don’t remember exactly what I said on that phone call.
But I’m fairly confident ~ that it wasn’t overly nice 😂😂
“Found it!” she said with confidence.
TWENTY MINUTES LATER
“Sorry that took so long,” I said as I entered the car and took a deep breath.
Michelle had suggested we watch a movie when we got back upstairs, but I told her that my family was in the back with a fire pit near the lake ~ and that they wanted to say “hi”.
As we approached the hill to walk up, I gently took her left hand
I had gently taken her left hand a million times before
But this time was different
This time ~ I knew what was to come.
“Watch your step,” I said with my stomach in a knot.
“Where is everyone, what’s this?” Michelle asked, genuinely confused.
She was ditzy by nature, and I loved it so much
I just looked at her for what was likely a second, but seemed liked an eternity
“I have a surprise for you.”
I picked up the bag that sat on the table, surrounded by candles.
“There’s a box in here,” I said still nervous AF, but trying to play it cool 😎
I took out the box
And then the ring out of the box
& then the letter
Tears started to stray down her face, but I was always the one who showed more emotion
So I’m sure I had a few more
I got on my knee
& read her the letter that I had wrote her
And worked so hard to perfect
I was a sobbing fool
Finally, I made my way through all 4 pages
With a deep breath, I asked:
“Will you marry me?”
~ Today, I tried on my wife’s engagement ring ~
A ring that she wore with pride
The morning of the day that Michelle died, her cousin suggested we place the ring back on her finger, as she lay in a coma
The love of my life died 2 weeks before our actual wedding was scheduled to take place
Although we were fortunate enough to legally be man & wife
I tried on my wife’s ring today
Some might think it’s weird
I think ~ it’s love ❤️
The story was previously published on The Good Men Project.