So, some of you may have read last year when my original wedding/engagement (only one ring for me) got stolen at work - I took it off to wash my hands, left it in the ladies room, and poof. Gone. I got another one a few months ago...and then lost it when I took it off at the gym to work out. Put it in my locker and forgot to put it back on when I left so that it either got stolen or fell somewhere and is lost forever. Then a month ago my grandmother died. She was a wonderful woman and has inspired me in so many ways - not the least of which is jewelry design. In her last few months she LOVED when I took her my new designs. She could still remember names of stones and times when her and grandpa used to dig for stones. Stories that she shared even as her memory failed in other areas. She was such a beautiful woman! And incredibly classy - including her jewelry pieces. ^^^ That's me and grandma - I was less than 2 years old I think. I admit - I was her favorite grandchild. I know grandmas aren't supposed to have favorites, but I was. I was her first and she was nearly a surrogate mother (grandpa was like a dad) after my dad died and mom needed their help raising us. So when she died my mother and I knew that she would have wanted me to have her wedding ring. Grandpa agreed. THIS is NEVER COMING OFF OF MY FINGER EVER EVER EVER!!! It's SUPER simple and hubby isn't that in love with it. But when I put it on after it was sized I just knew it was meant to be mine. I still have a hard time looking at it without crying. In fact I'm starting to cry right now. It's not large ... it's less than half a carat (which is actually larger than my original ring's main stone) with white gold. But I LOVE it! ^^^ Not sure why there's so much dust...I cleaned it off. One of these days hubby and I may get an anniversary band or something but this will always be my "new" wedding ring.