I was given this ring by my inimitable Aunty H when I was 16 or so. It needed some repair work to it, nothing vast, but it has taken me until now (some several years I assure you) to take it to be fixed. It was never a question of money but more that while the ring was certainly beautiful I was never sure it was me.
A few weeks ago I was deciding what jewellery to wear out to dinner when I had a sudden desire to wear it. I dug out the box and headed to the repair shop the next day. Two weeks later and it was all mended and lovely and I am thrilled to have on my hand.
It's odd to think that I have had the ring for nearly 16 years and never felt quite ready to wear it. I truly believe that there are some things in life that you grow into; like olives and martinis and red lipstick. I am so pleased that I hung onto the ring and that it will now be part of someone's life again.
This could not be more true. I think it's when we see something of them in ourselves, or want to see it. I am glad you feel it for this lovely ring :)
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