I am not a person who has ever really been that “in” to jewelry, as I was somewhat of a tom boy when I was a young girl.  I even went through a stage in my early twenties when I didn't believe in adorning my body in any way because it felt too frivolous.  However as I matured, I slowly acquired some jewelry here and there, but mostly still just the kind of pieces you get at a festival, and not fine jewelry you buy at a store.  The only sort-of-nicer things I owned were inherited from my grandmother when she passed away, but they mostly weren't really my taste, and I only kept them for grandma's sake.

The first time I ever put on a piece of jewelry that I truly both treasured and loved was when my husband presented me with the finally-finished custom-designed engagement ring that we had created together.  It is a platinum band, wrapped around the most beautiful purplish-blue sapphire stone you have ever seen.  The setting is unique, just like me, my husband, and our relationship.  Being a somewhat untraditional person, my love knew that a traditional engagement ring was not going to cut it, and he gave me the gift of getting to design my own engagement ring from scratch. 

It turns out it wasn't that easy, to translate what was in my head to the designers sketch pad, but the end result is everything I ever dreamed it could be.  (In case my husband ever doubted the decision to go this path for our engagement ring, I’m guessing he was reassured when I fell to the floor in a puddle of happy tears when he got down on one knee with the ring.)  Now, my biggest battle is balancing the desire to want to never take the ring off, and also wanting to make sure my beloved ring continues to sparkle like the way it did that special day, so that I’ll have something my granddaughter can inherit from me, but hopefully she’ll treasure it as much as I do, because she’ll know the story of how special it is.