THE WEARING OF MY MOTHER’S CONSOLATION RING

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What does consolation mean?  It means a source of comfort to someone who is upset or has been disappointed.  In this light, my mothers ring, the ring I now wear to honor her, is what I call her consolation ring because I believe it gave her comfort in her disappointment of not receiving the ring she thought was going to be hers.  In spelling out the details I may reveal too much and I would not want to do that at all.  So the ring she was to receive will remain a mystery, but the one she did received as her comfort, made her feel proud and important.

My mother was a woman of strong character in the respect that she would never hurt anyone, she would always smooth over the truth to make all things right. She loved openly, honestly, fiercely and was a true friend to everyone. When my father recognized my mother’s disappointment in the alternate ring giving, he wanted to consol her, but she wanted to console him even more.   She told him things that relieved his besieged mind and let him know that she had already won the prize. The prize in her mind was my father and all that he represented in her life. She told him that she was gloriously happy being his wife, having his children, living their lives together and there was not a ring in the world that could change her love for him and her happiness being with him. My mother never made trouble for anyone and she stayed constant and quiet about the events revolving around the ring. She said no more about it. She was convinced it was all over.

My father on the other hand, decided that my mother, since she was not offered the ring I have discussed, should have the ring of her choice. He made an appointment at Donovan & Seamans Jewelers in Beverly Hills, the finest jewelry store on the west coast at that time. At the initial ring meeting, my father had in attendance, the store’s top designer ready to work with my mother to design something especially for her and something that would express her ideas of what her ring would encompass. At the meetings hence, the designer and my mother worked together to produce the consolation ring, which now has become a symbol of my mother and father’s love and respect for each other.

Each diamond in the ring represented an idea my mother had and wanted the ring to convey.  I know my mother wanted something to represent eternity, something never-ending, and the ongoing relationship of a couple’s love and union. She wanted her ring to be a reminder of their commitment. She asked that there be an element of magical powers worked into the design, and she believed that it should be round with no beginning and no end showing wholeness and a completeness to her life. She wanted the ring to embody strength, health, and willingness in all things presented, plus she wanted the ring to show the esteem in which it was designed and given to the wearer. She insisted that her ring carry the power of protection and peace. She wanted the designing and the wearing of her consolation ring to symbolize love, unity and the bonding together of people on their journeys through life with an abundance of tranquility and harmony.

My mother’s consolation ring continues to divulge lessons and give inspirations that have caught my attention time and time again.  The lessons have changed my viewpoint on the life affirming secrets revealed as I gaze into the consolation ring.

This ring is all and more than my mother, my father and the designer hoped. When I am gone, I bequeath all that this ring is and can be to the new receiver with my love and the blessings of your predecessors.

10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Dina
    Dec 06, 2012 @ 16:58:36

    This is the most beautiful story. You have filled me with a new sense of love, affection and honor for my grandparents. Just like your mother’s ring, you inspire me with your words. Thank you for sharing…xo

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  2. Sheila Clapkin
    Dec 06, 2012 @ 21:08:47

    Thank you dear Dina, now who gets the ring???????

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  3. Pat Rieffanauagh
    Dec 27, 2012 @ 10:58:38

    This is a truly wonderful story about a most beautiful and meaningful ring. The sentiments around the ring are truly touching. Whoever is the next in line to share in its beauty for their time, as a temporary guardian of the ring, will be a very fortunate individual. I’m sure you’ll have a tough choice to make one day. Good luck!

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    • Sheila Clapkin
      Dec 27, 2012 @ 15:42:06

      Thank you for your lovely comment and it is very appreciated. Plus, I am so happy you are reading my blog.
      As far as who will receive the guardianship being a very fortunate individual is for sure. As far
      as a choice, they will draw from a hat the number that matches the number assigned to the ring. I hope
      they follow through this way…
      Love to you,
      Sheila

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  4. keith@keithanderson.net
    Jan 01, 2013 @ 16:36:29

    Wowweee!! That is a sweet ring. And the story is gorgeous dahling!

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  5. terri
    Jan 22, 2013 @ 15:54:22

    What a beautiful story and a beautiful mother! How lucky you are to have this special memory!

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  6. Sheila Clapkin
    Jan 23, 2013 @ 12:16:22

    I am lucky that is for sure. Now, hopefully you will share some of your memories with your little grandchildren. They will enjoy knowing some things about you, Thank you for reading and a special thanks for commenting.

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  7. Barbara Raymond
    Feb 25, 2013 @ 17:37:37

    Sheila, I love what you said about your mother. I remember her and how much my mother liked her. We were in Camp FIre Girls together. Your words really sum up what a special person she was. Barb

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    • Sheila Clapkin
      Feb 26, 2013 @ 10:34:51

      Thank you for remembering my mother, too. Yes, we were in Camp Fire Girls together and don’t you think
      that experience shaped a lot of what we are and what we think today? Of course we have added our own take and our own experiences, but such camaraderie remains!

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