he came in half an hour before we were to close.
big tall bloke, with his strong aussie accent
dark hair with a earring on his lobe.
"getting married? ..." i asked.
He smiled almost sheepishly and gave me some details...
a beautiful stone, thats for my girl...
back and forth we went
getting the perfect stone, the perfect ring for him...
"... nervous as hell... " he said
the day he came to pick up the beautiful piece....
he tells me his plans, driving up to lakes entrance
and by the lake, he will pop the question.
he will spring the surprise that will bring on a flood of tears.
he shares with me a picture in his wallet
him and his beloved...
it was wonderful to see a big tall guy melt in love
and gush about it... interesting indeed...
makes me smile!
we see heaps of people everyday. but not everyone speaks so passionately.
we had problems with that first ring. didnt get it right the first time
cos we rushed it so he could still work around his plans...
so we remade a new one again and he was really pleased.
always patient always kind. and unbelievably understanding.
then months later the wedding bands, the wedding plans...
i got to finally meet his beloved and she was just perfect for him!
she was gorgeous,
even better than the photos he shared!
we made his wedding ring and it was not good enough
we made it again.
we made her wedding ring.
guess what?
not good enough.... (by this time he has become quite a familiar face
and name from floor staff to production - we rarely get things this wrong)
this even gave birth to the theory that some rings are 'cursed' its like if something
goes wrong once... it seems to trigger a whole line of stupid mistakes / miscommunication etc
that becomes associated with that ring/ rings...
bizarre but more than anything that confuses me is that 'bad' or 'unfortunate' things seem to happen to the nicest people... who will say... (with a smile!)
"... I understand.. things go wrong... we can wait... " really always amazes me...
today, it has come to a close.. the wedding's this saturday.
the rings all fit perfectly... polished to perfection...
his house is finished... he exclaimed proudly...
"...bought the land and built it from scratch...!"
a hundred expected at his family home from 8 in the morning
... don't drink too much... i beckoned...
he promises he wont for he needs a level head for the rest of the day!
shared with me interesting stories... how he values his macedonian traditions in weddings...
things in our modern day we dont do much anymore...
i sadly agreed and it was soon time for him to leave...
He bid me goodbye and we shook hands...
He leaned over and gave me a cheek to cheek, the aussie way
Thanked me and all of us at work for everything our team had done...
and i was pleasantly surprised and touched...
Surprised because I don't do the kiss alot,
even more rare with customers
(increases my kiss count now to 4 !
the first 3 were by 1 xold lady and 3 x ecstatic brides-to-be
overwhelmed by a diamond ring on their hand)
but more than anything, i was touched...
touched to feel his sincerity and good heart...
and to know I "saw" love...
Wishing him all the best for his new beginning,
I know he will soon embark a journey,
a journey that I trust he will walk bravely with love...
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