When I was nineteen, I had my heart broken for the very first time. As a teenager, it’s often hard to face the reality that young love doesn’t always last and being that it was my first serious relationship, I wasn’t taking the aftermath well.
As a gift for Christmas, my former boyfriend had given me a ring that I wore throughout our relationship. But after we broke up, the piece of jewelry that used to symbolize our young love quickly turned into a symbol of a broken romance. I couldn’t wear that ring anymore, but my hand felt empty without it. I needed something as a replacement, something that could not only give me hope and courage, but something that was also one-of-a-kind, like me.
I remember this day quite vividly, like it was yesterday. I was walking alone down a street in my hometown and came across a small jewelry shop. I don’t know exactly why, but something urged me to walk inside. I instantly started admiring the diamonds in the case, thinking, “Wow, I wonder what it might feel like to have someone buy me a diamond one day.” But that thought immediately morphed into, “Well, who says I can’t buy a diamond for myself?”
And it makes sense to buy a diamond for yourself! After all, diamonds represent what is authentic, unique, and strong. I was only nineteen in that moment, so I didn’t have a lot of money in my pocket, but I knew that if there was a diamond ring out there meant for me, it would find me.
I asked the woman behind the counter if I could try on a few rings and she happily obliged. At first, nothing fit quite right, or felt like, “the one”. But then, I found it – or it might’ve found me – a thin gold band adorned with a single sparkling princess-cut diamond. When I went to try it on, the ring slipped across my finger and past my knuckle as if I was putting on a custom pair of gloves. It is rare that I find anything that fits me perfectly on the first try, so I knew this was meant to be.
From that day on, I rarely ever take this ring off, not just because a diamond is versatile and goes pretty much with everything I wear, but because of my significant emotional connection to it. In that moment, I remember how I felt: Like I could truly overcome anything; and so, for the past few years of my life, this ring has served as a constant reminder and a symbol of hope, strength and the courage to not only love again, but to always love myself first.
My deep emotional connection to diamonds really started the moment I slipped that tiny diamond ring onto my finger, and for that reason, each and every moment from then on out has been #MyDiamondMoment.
This post originally appeared on Making It Manhattan: This Is Why Every Woman Should Buy Herself a Diamond Ring