perfect after 17.5 years

here's the story behind this gorgeousness and how it came to be.
in 1989, my beloved presented me with a lovely engagement ring. the setting was very nice, but i really wanted to wear the ring next to my wedding ring on the same finger, and the design wouldn't permit it. so we had the diamond put into a standard claw setting.
i am a bit of a klutz, and hit my hands hard on things. as a result, the claws kept coming loose from the setting, meaning the diamond might be lost at any moment. after having this ring fixed 3 times, i took it off my clumsy hand and put it where i thought it would be safe until we could afford to put it in a sturdier setting.
and then our house was burgled. only two things were taken: this ring and a computer my husband had been given for a work assignment.
it was bad, people. took a long time to feel like i could even leave the house again. but we did have insurance, and with the money, hub went and bought an even prettier diamond [if that could be possible]. this time, we were stubborn and chose what we thought would be the most durable, unbreakable setting. something a lot like this one. done by richard booth, a very posh jeweler in yorkdale.
when i went to have the ring re-appraised [our insurance company makes us do this every 3 years], a little surprise awaited me in the appraisal. "Diamond is chipped". WHUTTTT??? leave it to me to whack my hand so hard, exactly on the unprotected spot in the setting, that i chipped the diamond. unbelievable. i hadn't seen the chip [i don't see fine detail very well], but now that i knew it was there, i found easily it with a fingernail.
vainly, i'd also been bothered by the yellowness of the setting, since i don't wear any yellow gold any more. white metal, that's it. so now with the excuse of a damaged diamond, i started to dream of getting it reset, once and for all, after the diamond was recut.
then i took silversmithing classes from Sarah at The Devil's Workshop and began to admire her work with gemstones and gold. i signed up for her lost wax class next, hoping to remake the setting on my own under her expert guidance, and soon realized that i was in way over my head. instead, i asked Sarah if she would make the ring for me and she agreed.



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p.s. feeling much better today. the cold seems to have vanished overnight [which is very weird] and i'm just a bit tired now.
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