What I Found...

Upon cleaning my mother's home one day, I found a pouch with a tiny snap on it. I opened it and found an old, almost black, broken ring. I was unsure what it was exactly but I placed it back as it was. Over time, I had forgotton about it.

It wasn't until my sister and I were cleaning my mother's belongings out of her home after she had passed away, when I found that little golden case, with the tiny snap. I brought it to my sister and asked her "Could this be Ma's wedding ring?", before looking at it my sister informed me that our mother's ring had to be cut off her finger many, many years ago.

I carefully opened the case again, and looked at it. There, this almost black ring was cut on one side of it, and it was a bit twisted. I showed it to my sister. Yes, it was my mother's wedding ring. It was so black, you could hardly make out that it was indeed, a wedding ring. I asked her if she would not mind that I kept this ring of my mother's. My sister was fine with that.

I took this broken, twisted, black ring to a jeweler and designed with him how I wanted this ring. In about two weeks, he called me that it was ready to be picked up.

I carefully opened the small pouch and to my surprise, my mother's ring was of the shiniest gold. It had beautiful engraving all around it, almost like a vine. It had been cleaned so well that every detail shined brightly and clearly.

I had it made into a necklace for me. I added the birth stones of my Father (March; blue: blue Aquamarine) next to his was my sister's for October (pink/tourmaline rather than opal); next is my brother's for Decemeber (lighter blue: Blue Zircon) and then mine for October once again, pink/tourmaline. This was attached well to a gold chain.

Now I wear my Mother's wedding ring, in a beautiful necklace and it has become a part of us all. This ring, necklace is something very special and will always be kept in our family.