About a month ago, I (Joy) was looking down at my hand. This is the hand I have worn my engagement ring on for the last four decades. I did a double take. One of the shanks holding a diamond baguette had separated from the main stone. The ring is made of platinum, a very hard substance, atomic number 78, unreactive, not inclined to break or crack. I took the ring off for fear of losing the stone and put it away until it could be looked at by a jeweler. My hand felt naked. I felt as though maybe this signified something. Was my marriage broken? Was this an omen? I had worn this ring for 44 years, 42 being married and two during our engagement. This ring had seen much, felt much, and been with me on my hand reminding me of my vows, a token of affection and love, and several months of my fiancee’s salary at that time. Who knew rings could break? If my ring could talk, what would it say?
I discovered that jewelers in my area were closed during the pandemic. This was not a do it yourself project. I didn’t know any gemologists, so my beautiful engagement ring had to be put away for safe keeping.
Finally, we entered into Phase 2 in the Capital Region of New York. I found a jeweler in our little hamlet who was incredibly talented. I walked in with my broken engagement ring and it was diagnosed as ‘fatigue.” I had never heard this term before in relation to jewelry and I found it rather incredulous! How could my ring be tired? All it did for 44 years was sit on my finger. I asked nothing of it!
Apparently, rare as it might be, especially for platinum silverish white in color, it can happen. One of the shanks was indeed cracked and so, after an estimate of $550, I left my ring to be repaired and made new again. (The jeweler said he had never seen this happen before!)
Two weeks later and I received a call from the jeweler that my ring was repaired and looked brand new. He told me that when he removed the shank holding one of the diamond baguettes, the other shanks disintegrated. Perhaps, out of solidarity! Thank God it could be saved and there is a happy ending to my tale of woe. My beautiful engagement ring is now back on the finger it has always been on, shiny and new, no longer fatigued!
-Keep your eye on your jewelry at all times. You never know when a piece that is dear to you is going to get “fatigued”!
-If my ring could talk, it might remind me that relationships too can become fatigued; they too may need to be polished, attended to with love, and valued beyond measure.
As always, enjoy the ride!
Barclay and Joy