A special ring; not glittery or huge but with a special stone found on a beach as the honeymooners walked. A stone found and made into a simple ring that has been passed down the family for 3 generations. I am the present wearer of this token of love. It was passed to me when I was 9 by my mother who could no longer wear it because her fingers were too swollen from the hard manual work she did everyday. She said I was to wear it so she could see that the ‘circle of love’ continued. Over the years she often asked about it and was pleased that I hadn’t put it in a dusty drawer. It will be passed on in due time to another who will have the pleasure/ resposibility of continuing its journey. I hope it is treasured for, not its monetary value, but the fact that it is given in love.