R is for Ring.
Both ting and chime, as well as circle around the finger. Eternity in a bit of silver.
Very early on, D and I discussed marriage. Well, we both knew, even then. And one of the first issues D brought up was not being able, or really willing, to buy a ring. I was confused, this is a problem? Never had any interest in the standard ceremonies, never even liked diamonds, knew from experience that function does not follow form. A good wedding in no way makes a good marriage, and I suspect there may be an inverse effect. And diamonds are a scam, they are not rare, should not be expensive, and all involve exploitation. Carbon, coal with attitude.
D found a pretty silver ring at the PX in Ft Carson, and I wore that for years. Lost, sadly. We took a trip to Green River right before the legal wedding, and he found a kokopelli ring, and I found a set of silver rolling rings, for the ceremony - knowing D would never wear them any other time. He liked fidgeting with them, though. I lost that wedding ring, in the OR. Got scrubbed in quickly, put it in my scrub pocket, got nauseated and had to scrub out, went home, then realized the ring was gone. Never found it. A couple of years ago, we found a near match at a Lava Hot Springs souvenir shop, and I've worn that ever since. Mostly, this is just because I rather like wearing a ring, and D plays with it when he holds my hand. All these rings together never cost more than $50.
All of these were, for me, just decoration, a sort of durable toy, a gift too, of course. The idea of it being intrinsically expensive would just worry me. To lose the equivalent of a month's pay, just lose it off my finger, would be a nightmare. Anything I can't wear every day would be even more of a waste, since I so rarely do anything dressy.
Rings do not a marriage make, nor diamonds eternity.