Last night I was able to give Sage the engagement ring I’d envisioned originally. Man oh man does it sparkle!
I guess I should explain.
I had started looking for a ring quite a while before we got engaged. Nothing I was finding in the stores (or anywhere else with pre-made rings) fit my vision and standards. Let’s just say I can be picky with some things… and we needed something that would be somewhat understated, wearable in daily situations and not be uncomfortable for her and others when she dances (I’ve actually been cut by other women’s rings encountered in line).
So I started looking at diamonds. Oh boy, what a subject to get immersed in. Cut, clarity, color, geometries, Sarin reports, Helium reports, AGS certifications, etc., etc. all fed into my perfectionist sub-personality. (BTW, Good Old Gold helped greatly here in the end.)
And I was looking for a custom designer to make my vision come to life. I found and decided on Mark Morrell who is, amazingly, located very close to where I live. It turns out I liked one of his standard designs. Although we never met, I knew this was the guy to make our ring – but the man has a backlog, you must understand.
When I decided it was time to get engaged, the ring was not available. So I was fortunate to have and be able to use my maternal grandmother’s ring for our Mt. Auburn moment.
But now the real one is here and on her finger. Should you notice that glimmer on her hand, you’ll just have to ask her to see it. And the matching wedding band will be there with it, in just a few days! 🙂