Independence.

I've worn a ring on my wedding finger for forever.

Long before I got engaged and married - ever since my teens in fact - so it seems strange to not be wearing one on there anymore. I'm used to tapping them on my tea cup in the morning (and my wine glass in the evening) and twiddling them round with my other fingers when I'm anxious or bored.

After Christmas I decided I would treat myself to a new one. I searched far and wide for something perfect - it had to be pretty, have meaning and, most importantly, be 'me'. Eventually I found The One, and I'm calling it my Independence Ring.

It's a beautiful, whimsical ring from one of my favourite jewellers, Trollbeads. It's made from silver and has a small freshwater pearl nesting in a bed of hawthorn flowers and leaves. I don't think I could possibly love it any more than I do!

I chose it because I just adore the prettiness and simplicity of hawthorn flowers in the springtime, and also because pearl is my birthstone. Hawthorn flowers are supposed to cleanse the heart of negativity and encourage forgiveness and love - and they are also a symbol of strength and power. I could do with a little bit of all of that right now. 

xoxo