A Very Special Ring

You probably think this article is about our wedding rings. Yeah, their pretty special, but this story is about a whole other ring. It’s about Mr. Knight’s Great-Grandmother’s wedding ring.

The 3 rings: On my left hand, my engagement ring. On my right hand, a silver promise ring given to me by Mr. Knight on Christmas Day 2006, and Mr. Knight’s Great-Grandmother’s pink gold wedding ring stacked on top.
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When I was trying to come up with my “something old,” as the tradition goes, I couldn’t figure out what it would be. Mama Knight came to the rescue and gave me this little pink gold ring to wear. Not only did I think the ring was absolutely beautiful (took me a few weeks after our wedding to hand it back over to Mama Knight, it had to go to Maui first), but it also had such a strong history with Mr. Knight’s family. And, a fabulous story. Oh, I love jewelry with a story!

I could tell you the story, but Mama Knight does it so well:

The ring was my Mother’s Mother’s wedding ring (her name was Mary Elizabeth), and it’s 18kt pink gold.  When my Grandmother was dying, she was only 55, my Mom and my Aunt Eva (who passed away in ’02, miss her sooo much) took care of her and the younger children.  My Mom got the ring and always told me never to tell Eva (????). My Mom gave me the ring to wear when I was pregnant with Mr. Knight because my wedding ring wouldn’t fit my fat fingers.  I wore it through all three pregnancies :-).  YOU are the only other person besides my Grandmother to wear it on their wedding day, how cool is that?

Pretty darn cool.

Did you wear anything extra special on your wedding day?

4 Comment

  1. Jessica says:

    Aww, that’s such a cool story! I love it.

  2. Brandi says:

    I never heard of pink gold, but wow is that pretty! What a fun story too! I had a handkerchief from my great grandmother tucked in my dress for good luck. They were married for 69 years, so hopefully it rubbed off on us!

  3. Yes, I had something similar. My grandmother had the stones from her original wedding set (cut off in a car accident) turned into a small heart-shaped pendant. Her daughter (my aunt) wore it on her wedding day, and I borrowed it for mine. It’s the beginning of a family tradition!

  4. Emily says:

    I rummaged through my mom’s jewelry box for something borrowed. I remember playing in her jewelry box from the time I was little and well into my teen
    The only ring that fit my size 4 fingers was opal and diamond ring. Turns out she wore it on her wedding day. I felt more of a connection to my mom than a marriage symbol. I know it meant alot to her to wear it and it ended up meaning just as much to me!

    Beautiful story!

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