Showing posts with label Virginia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Virginia. Show all posts

Friday, 7 March 2014

Give the Gift of Rings This Special Day



There are many different kinds of rings available in your local jewelry store. This particular type of jewelry has always been associated with love, devotion and romance. When a man finds a special lady he wants to marry, he gives her a diamond ring. This displays his love for her and his intention to marry this woman. When a mother wants to give her daughter the perfect gift for her sweet sixteen birthday party, she passes down a pearl ring from her very own collection. This tells her little girl that she is becoming a woman and can be trusted with such meaningful family heirlooms



No matter the occasion, rings have always been associated with significant moments in a person's life. Every single ring in a lady's collection will likely have some momentous story behind it that culminated with the gift of that particular ring. Jewelry is emotional. It brings joy and happiness to people even when they think there is none to be found.

Celebrate this Valentine's Day with your significant other and express to them just how much you love them with the gift of jewelry. Her collection of rings will grow over the years, just like the love she has for you.

Tuesday, 10 September 2013

A Stranger’s Gift Begets Custom Design

Custom designed jewelry is the product of many influences. Here is one family's story of how and why they created their own memento... The winter of 1942 was an especially hard year for our family. The effects of the Great Depression were still weighing heavily. A season of drought had destroyed another crop. Now war was separating our family. My grandmother recalls that time with a deep sadness.

That winter marked a year since her childhood sweetheart had gone off to war and promised to return and make her his bride. Only one of her dozens of letters had been answered. A parcel containing a simple silk cord strung with glass beads.



When autumn arrived the following year, so too did my grandfather. War-torn and beaten, he climbed the hill to my grandmother’s farm. “Why did you not write?” she cried. Confused, he told her that he never received a letter. She exposed her wrist where she wore the bracelet as a sign of her unwavering commitment.
They found out years later that another private had received every single letter meant for my grandfather. Why this stranger sent the bracelet, we’ll never know. Had he not though, she may have given up.

On their 50th wedding anniversary, my grandfather enlisted a jeweler to create a stunning custom designed braceletfor her. She wears it to this day. The silk bracelet was placed in my grandfather’s casket when he passed. A promise from her, that she too will return home one day.