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Since a few of you asked... it's not the greatest photo, but here it is. I love it!

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Anonymous said…
Briana-
Congratulations! What a gorgeous ring and a great story! I was just catching up on your blog, and I can't get over some of the similarities that we have with our engagements... so bizarre.
(So, yes, I just got engaged last week, not in a foreign country, but in Boston!) Too funny, right? But, the even funnier thing is the ring. I share your sentiments about diamonds, and the only reason I have one now is that my mom gave Tom her mother's ring! It's absolutely beautiful, and it means so much that she gave it to Tom when he asked for her blessing.
Anyway, I just wanted to share my news... and the uncanny coincidence. I look forward to reading more about your adventures, and congratulations again! Bryn Mawr was clearly even more important to you than you ever realized!
(Cornell is becoming more important to me... since Tom and I met there. Ha!)
Love,
Pam
August 23, 2008 at 3:05 PM
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