About a year ago to the day, I went to the jewelry store to have my bridal set serviced. This is routine every 6 months for insurance purposes and part of the warranty plan. So no big deal. I drop the rings off and then in a day or 2 I head back there to pick them up . They would be nice and shiny like the day I got them. I would stare at them just the same way as I did 10 years ago when I first saw them . I would always think about the day, my now husband, took me to the jewelry store . I was totally shocked. He said how about we go to look at rings so I have an idea for what you like for the future. I was so excited and giddy and just blown away. I tried on all the rings , all shapes and sizes. I learned what I liked as well as what I didn't like. I am a pretty trendy person but I learned that day there are some things that I just love classic and timeless.I didn't know when he would propose but i knew it was coming and that was enough for me. I picked the most perfect ring. Pave set diamonds all around the band, with a simple peg solitaire setting. The wedding bands were also pave and identical to the engagement ring and I had 2 of them, one for each side. This would always be a classy choice and never ever go out of stye. It was timeless and I was in love.
I remember everything about that day. I have an odd knack for remembering what people were wearing in my memories of or with them . So I remembered what both he and I were wearing , what the weather felt like , How in love we were and how new this all was and exactly what he said when he picked me up. I remember sitting in his blue truck and every second driving over to the jewelry store I was savoring it. I never wanted to forget that day.
Every time we would head over to Savannah to pick up my rings , it was like the first time. (But now with all the kids fighting in the car) But I would still always reflect on the day we picked them out together. Id go inside, they would give me my freshly dipped rings all nice and shiny and they would always compliment me on them. I would patiently wait as they unwrap them from the fancy tissue paper and I would be just in love with them as I was the first time I laid eyes on them.
This last time on my way to get my rings they called me when I was half way there. " ..we just want you to know your rings are ready, there is a little issue and we will talk to you when you get here but we just wanted to give you a heads up" My stomach sank. What possibly could of happened. Clearly they didn't lose them,. I have been doing this for 10 years and there has never been an issue. We pull up, I go inside and anxiously await my rings. They did such a sloppy job, they re-tipped the prongs and made then so bulbous they covered some of the diamonds, they filed all of the antique beading on the sides of the bands. It looked horrible. I burst out crying right there, in the middle of the store. The jeweler came out and told me if it were him he would not leave here with those and I should demand to be compensated. I was absolutely heartbroken. I left the store to tell my husband what was going on and to come into the store with me. I could not stop sobbing. the manager apologized and vowed to make it right. They offered to remake my rings . They couldn't find a picture of them because they no longer make them but would remake them using my diamonds however I wanted. I wanted them to make what I had.
When we got home , I looked for pictures and couldn't find any. I researched Pinterest to find a match. I found all these versions of my ring but nothing exact. At this point it stung a little less and I figured lets have a little fun and switch it up a little . I had an opportunity to design whatever I wanted and they said they'd make it for me. So i found different versions and removed some things and added others . I submitted it , and went thru the process with them. It was just one disaster after the next, for months. At this point I went to the store and they ended up letting me pick whatever I wanted out of the case. I chose something more than we can ever afford. It was the revenge ring. It was beautiful. They custom made me 2 bands and with the 3 rings on my finger it totalled a new car. It was gorgeous . Fast forward to 2 weeks ago. I went in to get the ring serviced, they asked me how the new ring was . I told them it was beautiful and we talked about the situation, and how I was supposed to have a double halo and all the rest of the details surrounding this. So they said We actually have the ring here that they were going to give you. She showed it to me and holy cow, It was huge, sparkly and beyond anything I ever thought Id have on my finger. But they wanted to custom bands back , I was not prepared to forfeit those as thats the one thing I loved in this process. So we came to another agreement . I was given another ring with an upgraded larger diamond that closely fit what I wanted them to remake. All is good right ? WRONG. I cried the entire way home looking at this thing . Its a gorgeous double halo marquis diamond Neil Lane ring. Ive never seen anything like it and thats why I chose it. But it wasn't for me .
When I chose the first new version of my ring, I was looking at it as a new beginning. Just prior to this My husband and I went thru a horrible patch. We were on the verge of divorce. Never in a million years did I think we would ever get to this point. We would discuss custody and bills and it was something that was really going to happen . I did not think we were ever going to get past it. But we did. We worked thru the hurt , the tears , the hate , the love , the egos, and we fixed it over a course of a year and we still work on it. So that new ring to me at the time was so symbolic, new ring ,new beginnings. I loved it ! Then it tuned into something of revenge to the jewelry store and bigger was better because I wanted them to sting for ruining my rings and melting them down without my permission. Those rings are gone forever and there is nothing I can do about that. But now looking at this new " car" sitting in my finger, it makes me even more sad. Bigger is not better. This means nothing to me. I look down at it and I'm just reminded of how my rings are gone. My rings that have so much nostalgia behind them , are just gone. I wanted to forget all the crap that happened in that dark time of our marriage and I really thought something shiny and new was going to help with that. I wish I can look down it my original rings and think back of how much we overcame and we made it . We fought with each other and together, for all the love that we had on that day 10 years ago going to the jewelry store for the first time. We have a true romance. We have been thru it all, good and bad. We added a few new kids to the mix, moved around a tad and are about to embark on a new journey together, stronger and more in love than ever.
So I am giving it all back. All the bling is getting handed over to the store soon . Someone in their claims department told me she found something almost identical to my original set and they are being shipped to the store for me to review. They will upgrade the size of the solitaire to something spectacular, but other than that , the style and bands are the same. I could not be happier. I cannot wait to look down at this shiny new version and be reminded of everything we overcame , everything we have done together in this life, the lives we have created,and the hurt that we got over together, the memories , both good and bad. I cannot wait for my new old rings. They are a little stronger, a little bigger,they are the same, but a little different . Just like us .
I remember everything about that day. I have an odd knack for remembering what people were wearing in my memories of or with them . So I remembered what both he and I were wearing , what the weather felt like , How in love we were and how new this all was and exactly what he said when he picked me up. I remember sitting in his blue truck and every second driving over to the jewelry store I was savoring it. I never wanted to forget that day.
Every time we would head over to Savannah to pick up my rings , it was like the first time. (But now with all the kids fighting in the car) But I would still always reflect on the day we picked them out together. Id go inside, they would give me my freshly dipped rings all nice and shiny and they would always compliment me on them. I would patiently wait as they unwrap them from the fancy tissue paper and I would be just in love with them as I was the first time I laid eyes on them.
This last time on my way to get my rings they called me when I was half way there. " ..we just want you to know your rings are ready, there is a little issue and we will talk to you when you get here but we just wanted to give you a heads up" My stomach sank. What possibly could of happened. Clearly they didn't lose them,. I have been doing this for 10 years and there has never been an issue. We pull up, I go inside and anxiously await my rings. They did such a sloppy job, they re-tipped the prongs and made then so bulbous they covered some of the diamonds, they filed all of the antique beading on the sides of the bands. It looked horrible. I burst out crying right there, in the middle of the store. The jeweler came out and told me if it were him he would not leave here with those and I should demand to be compensated. I was absolutely heartbroken. I left the store to tell my husband what was going on and to come into the store with me. I could not stop sobbing. the manager apologized and vowed to make it right. They offered to remake my rings . They couldn't find a picture of them because they no longer make them but would remake them using my diamonds however I wanted. I wanted them to make what I had.
When we got home , I looked for pictures and couldn't find any. I researched Pinterest to find a match. I found all these versions of my ring but nothing exact. At this point it stung a little less and I figured lets have a little fun and switch it up a little . I had an opportunity to design whatever I wanted and they said they'd make it for me. So i found different versions and removed some things and added others . I submitted it , and went thru the process with them. It was just one disaster after the next, for months. At this point I went to the store and they ended up letting me pick whatever I wanted out of the case. I chose something more than we can ever afford. It was the revenge ring. It was beautiful. They custom made me 2 bands and with the 3 rings on my finger it totalled a new car. It was gorgeous . Fast forward to 2 weeks ago. I went in to get the ring serviced, they asked me how the new ring was . I told them it was beautiful and we talked about the situation, and how I was supposed to have a double halo and all the rest of the details surrounding this. So they said We actually have the ring here that they were going to give you. She showed it to me and holy cow, It was huge, sparkly and beyond anything I ever thought Id have on my finger. But they wanted to custom bands back , I was not prepared to forfeit those as thats the one thing I loved in this process. So we came to another agreement . I was given another ring with an upgraded larger diamond that closely fit what I wanted them to remake. All is good right ? WRONG. I cried the entire way home looking at this thing . Its a gorgeous double halo marquis diamond Neil Lane ring. Ive never seen anything like it and thats why I chose it. But it wasn't for me .
So I am giving it all back. All the bling is getting handed over to the store soon . Someone in their claims department told me she found something almost identical to my original set and they are being shipped to the store for me to review. They will upgrade the size of the solitaire to something spectacular, but other than that , the style and bands are the same. I could not be happier. I cannot wait to look down at this shiny new version and be reminded of everything we overcame , everything we have done together in this life, the lives we have created,and the hurt that we got over together, the memories , both good and bad. I cannot wait for my new old rings. They are a little stronger, a little bigger,they are the same, but a little different . Just like us .
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