Everyone keeps telling me it'll turn up. I've checked the gym. I've checked the grocery store. I've scoured the car and the apartment. It has yet to turn up. I'm holding out hope, but I'm also devastated.
Yes, it's insured. But the center stone that my Aunt gave me when I was 16? There is no insurance on sentiment, and if it's lost, I can't get that back.
I love my engagement ring. I love how many people notice it and comment how pretty it is; I love that my husband designed it using elements of celtic symbols, I love the annoying way it traps dirt, I love how I thought we couldn't possibly find a band to match it and then the stock size band fit perfectly. I had even made my peace with how big it was for me, and had just started wearing it again with the arrival of summer because my fingers were finally swollen enough for it to not fall off.
My biggest fear oddly, isn't that somebody stole it and sold it for drugs or something like that. My biggest fear is that somebody found it and didn't realize it's my engagement ring, and just kept it because they think it's a neat cocktail ring or something and they have no f*cking clue how precious it is to me.
When it comes to the issue of whether or not to replace it, I just don't know. It is insured, so that's not the issue. I feel like an engagement ring is a symbol of a promise that my husband and I made to each other before we walked down the aisle, and there is no replacing that. I mean, what the hell is the point of replacing it? Every time I looked at my replacement ring, I would be reminded of my carelessness and failure, and I would remember that this ring isn't my real ring. I always expected to pass the stones along to my children, but I also planned to keep my ring. Because it's mine and I love it and my husband made it for me. At the same time, the ring is a symbol of how much my husband loves me - he poured his heart into designing this ring for me, and that meaning doesn't go away just because we got married.
I know I'm not the only one who has done this, so reassuring stories about finding your ring when you thought it was lost forever are appreciated, as are your thoughts on replacement. Is it silly to replace it? Is it ridiculous not to replace it?