My Grandmother's Ring.

As you may know if you have been reading my previous posts, my grandmother died not long ago. Among the things she left for me was a small gold ring with a cluster of three tiny diamonds on either side of the main stone. This had originally been a lab-created emerald, little more than coloured glass I am told. Unfortunately, at some point the emerald fell out of its setting and was chipped, rendered unuseable. She had taped it to a piece of cardboard and left it in her jewelery box.

It was important to her, a gift from my gradfather who died when I was 10 or 11. She was very sad that it couldn't be repaired.

My parents decided that, as a graduation gift, they would get the ring re-set for me with the stone of my choice (within reason of course). We went today to have it done.
I really struggled with the choice of stone. My grandmother had loved it as an emerald, but I knew that would limit how much I would be able to wear it.

I ended up choosing Tanzanite, one of my personal favourites. The ring still reminds me of my grandmother, but it has a little of my personality as well.

They still have it at the moment, I will put up a picture once I get it back tomorrow. But it is supposed to look something like this: