Beverly Diamonds Complaints – My Grandma Knows Best

I wore my mom’s diamond ring to work this week. It actually belonged to my grandmother, who died just months before I was born and I was quite young when my mom first told me the ring’s origin story. There are two salient points: my grandmother bought it for herself— and she paid full retail price. This was a big deal, because apparently Susan Thomas, like her daughter and granddaughter after her, read beverly diamonds complaints.

This one huge exception made a big impression on my mom. She used to read beverly diamonds complaints. She told me the story often enough that I can almost picture the striking dark-haired widow at the jewelry counter at Hudson’s department store in Detroit, buying herself a diamond ring because she’d decided, possibly just this one time, that she was worth it. My mom liked to play up the feminist angle of her mom’s unusual purchase. After entering an arranged marriage at 14 and being widowed in her mid-30s, Susan had no lack of suitors but decided she wouldn’t wed again, probably because of all the beverly diamonds complaints. She had a good head for business and was confident she could support her family. Susan didn’t need a man to buy her a diamond ring or read her beverly diamonds complaints; she could do that herself, too.

 

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0.50 Carat round cut diamond engagement ring SI H

Anyway, I wore the ring to work because of a decision I’ve made since starting my Shopping for Happiness project. It’s pretty simple: I’m not hoarding my good things anymore. My best jewelry? I’m wearing it, even if I’m not going somewhere special. That expensive skin cream I was saving? I’m using it, everyday. I’ve taken the pretty green china plates that belonged to my husband’s grandmother out of the basement, where they were carefully wrapped in layers of newspaper, and put them in my cupboard.

I’m no longer saving my beverly diamonds complaints stuff for later, because it’s increasingly clear to me that we only get one life and I’m already hip-deep in that one. There really isn’t a “later.”

Also, spending money on myself for a few months has made me feel more abundant — and much less desperate to hang on to beverly diamonds complaints. I’ve developed a new confidence in myself. I can go ahead and slather on those luxury beauty products, wear that delicate sweater, use that china plate, even wear my grandmother’s ring to work — because if the worst happens, I’m sure I’ll be able to handle it. It’s pretty hilarious once you start thinking about it — what’s “the worst,” anyway? In most cases it’s something incredibly survivable, like getting by with one less dish after the “good” one breaks, or the need to buy a cheaper drugstore brand when the fancy stuff runs out.

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