When Ben an I were planning on getting married we had been together for four years, we were still young, Ben had just turned 22 years old and I was few months shy of my 21st birthday. As young loves do when it came to an engagement ring and wedding bands we didn't have a lot money to flash around and be indulgent, so I suggested to Ben that we use the rings I had inherited from my Aunts passing a few years prior.
For many years I wore my Aunts wedding and engagement rings, but after seven years of marriage we hit a rough patch in our relationship and I stopped wearing my rings. As time went on Ben and I tried to mend our marriage, and I gave him my Aunts rings along with a design I had drawn for a new ring I wanted using the diamonds from her rings. I told him to only have my new ring made when it was a the "right time" for us again.
Pictured with my wedding band there is also my Grandmothers Brooch/Pendant and the pearl bracelet Ben had made for to wear on our wedding day, both precious pieces to me.
Well as is evident that day came because we are still together, still married, very much in love and stronger from that and other challenges and traumas we've faced together. Ben took me out to dinner and made a big fuss and gave me my new ring containing my Aunts diamonds from my original rings she wore whilst alive.
I was thrilled with the ring, my design, and the strength and commitment in our marriage again.The ring was perfect exactly what I wanted. I've never been one for counting carats or being flashy with jewelry, but I'm clearly sentimental. This wide band ring is me all over, being untraditional in design for a wedding band it certainly garners comment when people spot it on my left hand. Quite often it's men who ask if it's my wedding band and are surprised when I say yes and I'm not concerned about carat size.
Recently I've had two incidents occur with my ring causing panic and the other upset. In May I had several hours where I was convinced I had lost my precious ring, but thankfully it was found hours later in one of the kitchen drawers (long story). But even more recently one morning I went to slip my ring on after washing my face to see that one of the diamonds was missing. I was instantly sad, and decided not to wear my ring until I could have it checked over, because I didn't want to risk the loss of further stones until I could have it seen to.
All this has had me thinking about those really precious pieces of jewelry we all own. I know there are many of us who would have drawers full of vintage costume jewelry, but where and how do you store your really precious pieces? Do you wear precious pieces every day? Do you take them off to shower, sleep or to do house work or gardening? Finally would you be a sentimental goof like me over the loss of a diamond big or small from a sentimental piece?