Something Old....
About a month ago, I was getting something from my jewelry box and glanced at my mom’s wedding ring set. I tried on the rings again and decided to wear them. The rings have been on my hand ever since and I am so glad to have them. They are a tad big on me so I placed my own wedding band on top. It has made them more secure and even more special to me.
My mom and I had very similar taste. Her ivory satin wedding gown had tons of tiny covered buttons running down the back of the dress and up each sleeve from the wrists to the elbows. I loved the gown so much that I wore it to my own wedding. So it is no surprise that I also love her rings. The setting is simple and elegant and has an antique vintage look. After all, they are nearly 70 years old.
Perhaps what I love the most about the rings is that they remind me of my mom as I see them and touch them several times a day. My mom passed away ten years ago. I think of her daily and miss her in so many ways. The metal bands actually provide a physical reminder of her as I go throughout the day. Sometimes when my tremors are intense, I can hear a little jingle-jangle sound from them touching and it makes me smile. I imagine it is my mom reminding me she is always with me. This has a calming effect on me which actually makes the tremors subside. I am not sure why I did not wear the rings sooner, but maybe I appreciate them even more now as the years pile up since her passing.
It is interesting how a piece of jewelry can hold so much emotional value. I already knew this because our oldest son proposed to his beautiful bride with his great grandmother’s diamond ring. It still amazes me that the size 3 ring fit both brides so exactly. The same son proudly got wedded with his grandfather’s worn-down gold band. Also an exact fit.
I guess my whole family are just traditionalists . We like new things, but we really treasure things that are old and familiar. So thank you, mom, for your wonderful sense of style and design. The beauty and the warmth of the gold setting of your rings so perfectly reflect you. How blessed I am to be able to just look down at my left hand and feel your closeness.
