on his 22nd birthday, the night before my 21st, we wandered around Griffith Observatory, in awe of how huge the universe is, and how beautiful the night skyline was.
Then afterward, he pulled over the car on a dark side street in Griffith Park. With "Sweet Thing" by Van Morrison blasting on the stereo he got down on one knee and presented me with this:
the most perfectly imperfect Sarah Perlis conflict-free rough diamond in a recycled yellow gold band.
let the marriage journey begin!