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Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend?

Dear Daughter,
It’s coming up on 25 years since I first went on a date with your dad, and it's been 21 years since he gave me a diamond engagement ring. I still have it, but I don’t wear it all the time, now that my knuckles swell past its size. And that’s the thing: it’s just a symbol, something that’s beautiful but not necessary for a long-lived and happy marriage. I was reminded of this recently when I read Free to Pursue’s postabout shamelessly having a fake diamond wedding ring.

The ring
Did you know that diamonds are not rare nor particularly valuable? At the time Daddy gave my ring to me, I didn’t know this. He knew, but I insisted... I wanted a Real diamond ring, a big glaring light blasting from my hand, saying, “I’m taken, I’m taken care of, and he’s awesome. Just look how much money he spent on me.” I had seen them popping out of the ad pages in the fashion magazines, and I wanted that fairy tale.
Your dad, a true pragmatist and frugalist, had no savings (being deep in the …

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