My Beautiful New Claddagh Ring

One of the things I remember most about my grandmother is her beautiful Claddagh ring. It had been in the family for many generations, and I was fascinated by it as a child. When my grandmother died, she left it to my mother and I hoped that I would one day inherit it. But my mother’s home was broken into, and the ring was stolen along with some other possessions.

When I told my husband this story he said he would buy me a ring of my own. It is just like my grandmother’s, and evokes many happy memories!

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