The brass ring

As a mom I strive for the brass ring. I'm giving it everything I've got to be the best mom I can be. As a runner, oh well, I'll just go out and buy me a ring at John Hardy. It's so much easier.

As a runner I don't even try to get the brass ring. I know I'm not a fast runner and I mostly strive for strength and equilibrium. Both of which will serve me well as a mom.

But of course, my inner runner likes a treat now and then too, hence the ring at John Hardy. And maybe a watch, and a pendant, and a charm bracelet. I wish I had run into this shop before my birthday!

For my eighteenth birthday my parents gave me this golden ring with a small diamond that could grow. Experts are now very concerned about its stunted growth.

So when I turned forty I thought: 'Wouldn't it be nice to to have a slightly bigger diamond to mark this special occasion?' My husband ran to the nearest jewelry store, but came home crying like a baby, when he heard how much it cost. So he gave me a nice new set of towels for my birthday. It really brought tears to my eyes.

But then I stumbled upon John Hardy's shop, and my heart skipped more beats than it does during running. They have the most beautiful rings, and some rockin' watches! And the best news is: it's almost Christmas!

So I'm already making a list, and checking it twice.

So if you have a moment, I suggest you run by John Hardy, and say hi for me!