Rings are for Hobbits

So I left you all in suspense, did I? Yes, I made it back home safely and the trip was great. I had an amazing experience throughout all of it. I've gotten back to school work and such since then.

And something wonderful happened yeaterday. No, I'm not talking about Easter. Although that, too, is a wonderful thing, the resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ. But something special happened to me and Adam.

We went to church in the morning, headed to a few other places, and then decided to get Subway for lunch. Adam took me to the grassy field near the sand pits. It was the same place he had taken me the day he told me he loved me. We had Subway then, too.

So we parked and had some deep and meaningful conversation while we ate lunch. Then he got out of the car and came around to my door and asked me to marry him. Well, that's the short version. And I basically said yes. So now we're engaged.

I've been telling people about it to share with them my joy. One of the questions that seems to come up the most is, "Where's the ring?" or "Why don't you have a ring?"

I must say that there are things more important to me than getting fancy jewelry.
But, Alyssa, it's significant!
Why? How is a little shiny thing going to make us more engaged than we already are? And I realized that it'd probably end up getting damaged or lost if I wore it in the shop. But even if I didn't have to work in the shop, I just don't want a ring. I'd rather we save his money for our future. I can't eat a ring, live in it, or sleep in it. It's just a piece of metal with something shiny on it.

Wedding rings are a little different, but for now, I don't need an engagement ring.

*edit- This is totally not to put down people who DO have engagement rings! This is just my view on having one, for me.