Greg and I met on this field as freshmen for orientation at Miami University, our alma mater. So we were passing through town and he suggested we go for a nostalgic walk through campus. We arrived at the quintessential “Miami view” of the sundial, MacCracken Hall, and this grassy quad with a picnic basket and blanket layed out for us. Inside the basket was a 60-page scrapbook of every letter, journal entry, picture, and ticket stub that he had written and collected since the day we started dating.
The ring was tied to the last page, custom designed by the jeweler who designed his mother’s ring and created with diamonds from him, my mother, and my grandmother. Of course, I said yes!
Ring by Diamond Cellar