I missed my mom a lot this Christmas too. She had beautiful hands all her life and wore a ring on each hand every day. She had several, and switched them out. After she died, it was strange how important it was to me to dress her with a really nice ring on her right hand. My sisters agreed, so we put her best diamond ring on her for going home... This Christmas, I took her 1943 class ring out of my jewelry box and put it on. Oh! Everyone's mother is unique! Oh! There is no one like a Mother!