Official Story - The Ring Arrives

It became clear in the weeks following our foray into designing jewelry that we were indeed amateurs. Sophie was very patient with us as we revised and tweaked the renderings. It was not easy to find words that would communicate our vision into an art form that was both meaningful and beautiful. After much back and forth, a wax model was created and I was called in to give one final inspection before the casting in metal could commence.

The ring structure was exquisite. We had wanted a three cord strand to represent the marriage equation: Man + Woman intertwined and connected by God = Husband and Wife. (Think chemistry rather than calculus.) Sophie had sorted through tons of tiny rubies to find the reddest ones to embed in the top of the ring. The stones sparkled and greeted me with enthusiasm for their share in this new adventure. I knew their tiny glittering was the perfect choice to remind me to be a good wife, one who would show God’s love to Phin. It seemed serendipitous that the ruby is the birth stone for both Phin and me. (Although I am now convinced that any type of precious or semi-precious stone will represent the month you were born, depending on the chart referenced.)

I was delighted with the little green wax model and did not want to take it off my finger. The store was closing, so with resolute fingers I slid the wax from my hand. Apparently my grip was heavy handed and the wax model snapped into two pieces. Sophie assured me that this would not impede the casting process and once made from metal, the ring would be structurally sound. The metal of choice was palladium, and I am now wondering how much of Phin’s hereto unknown fascination with Iron Man influenced this decision!

One week later, Phin called to let me know that my ring was ready and needed to be picked up by me. It felt strange to be the first to see it and take it home. The ring was perfect – so unassuming but delicate and beautiful. The frustration of having it in my possession but not being able to wear it was demonstrating my patience. For the first time, I felt an urgency and huge desire to be engaged. Perhaps some may wonder if at night when the shades were closed and doors locked, I took the ring from its small cushioned case and practiced wearing it. Well, that I will never tell, but I had another question that I wanted to answer, and it was with eager anticipation that I awaited for Phin’s arrival that upcoming weekend!