The Perfect Diamond

The perfect diamond is different for every woman.  I have five daughters, four of whom are married.  That last daughter will get married over my dead body, but that's another blog.  I have been blessed with wonderful sons in laws.  In fact, I don't like calling them "in laws".  They are sons, and loved like sons.  Each is perfectly suited for my daughters and their engagement rings suit them as well.

The oldest is emotional and sentimental.  Her ring is my mother's ring.  It is beautiful and reflects my mother in every way.  The diamond is truly perfect for her.  Not too big, but very nice.  Very nice.  It was the easiest thing in the world giving that ring to her future husband to propose with.  He adores her... and this includes her occasional high maintenance moments, and her occasional emotional melt downs.  He is patient and loving, and I can see in her eyes how she adores him.

The second daughter surprised me when she stated that she wanted a huge ring.  I had no idea.  Please don't misunderstand.  She is not pretentious in any way.  She just liked the diamond looking big.  Her husband is another perfect match.  He is happy to oblige her shopping... to a degree.  He knows how to reign her when necessary... but all with love.  She happily agrees because he is everything to her.

The third daughter's engagement was also wonderful and very planned out.  Her husband is a romantic (not to say that the others aren't) and he thoughtfully picked out a ring.  He must have went through diamond sellers, loose diamond brokers, etc... because he wanted it to be perfect.  The proposal was perfect, and so is the ring.  For a girl who never got real excited about any of her dates, this boy was a find.  He had her all "gaga" and she never was "gaga" about anyone.  He can hold his own with this daughter who is strong willed in one breath and so caring in the next.  He brings out the best in her and she does the same with him.

And the fourth, who I had difficulty letting go at such a young age, has a ring that also suits her to the tee.  She is my artist and her husband loves and appreciates this gift she possesses.  Her ring is antique, almost renaissance like.  It is beautiful.  I take back all my apprehensions.  Her husband is crazy about her, he is a wonderful addition to our family, and she is completely taken with him.

I have been blessed beyond measure when it comes to my children getting married.  I have never thought of the old adage that I "have lost a daughter."  I have "gained" sons.

This is a sponsored post for Atlanta Diamond Broker, however, all the points and views are my own.