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Rings

I have always been fascinated by rings, although I am not a ring person myself. I do like a few meaningful rings rather than wearing them solely for decorative purposes.

My mother had a wide wedding band which she had worn constantly for 66 years. She never had a diamond. When she passed away in 1975, the question came up what to do with her wedding band. We all felt that it was too meaningful to bury it in the ground. My younger sister, Mildred, whose diamond needed to be redone since the band had worn thin, took the ring and had her diamond reset in it. Since the wedding band was a wide one, it was not difficult to do, and it served as a good remembrance and put the wedding band to excellent use.

Besides my diamond and wedding ring, I own only two rings. One is my birthstone, garnet for January, which was given to me by one of my classes at Trinity. The other, a black pearl, is a gift from Trinity congregation, given to me as a token of appreciation for 17 years of service. Both have special meaning for which I treasure them. Since I do not like to wear a lot of rings, I change off wearing these two.

When my husband passed away, he too had a wedding band that I had to decide about. I had it made into an attractive necklace. After having the jewelers put a permanent chain on it, I had a pendant of a pink rose put on the inside. This pendant was a gift from him, which I wore for a dear friend's wedding for whom we were both attendants. I treasure this necklace, and every time I wear it I am reminded of him, and feel closer to him.