Just as I was going to bed last night, I noticed that I had no wedding ring. It had slipped off my hand: I didn’t know where, I didn’t know when. Forty-five years of marriage, and you lose your ring.
Disaster. Could I turn the apartment upside-down and inside-out this late at night, on the slender chance of find a little tiny wedding ring?
But I did find it! I thought it might’ve come off in bed… yes, and there it was. Saved!
I can’t help seeing this as a reminder From Above not to take His blessings for granted. How easy it was to lose that ring! You can lose more important things than that, boyo, if you don’t take care.
Good thing I didn’t lose it in the ocean…
I’m so glad you found it … Otherwise you might have ended up like Gollum 😂
That was indeed preying on my mind!
At least, a happy ending.
I would have been crushed to lose that ring.
No doubt.
Glad you found it.
Oh, thank goodness you found it! But consider … have you been losing weight lately? (I’m very conscious of weight-change health signals right now, having mysteriously lost a lot of weight myself lately, along with other health concerns.)
Yes, I’ve lost weight. I was surprised last year to find myself under 200 lbs.
I suppose some of it is a function of getting older and losing muscle mass.
Oh, well, heaven forbid I should lose any fat!
I am glad you found your ring.
After Maribeth died, I kept her two rings, along with a few other things, but my wedding ring, which was my dad’s, was nowhere to be found. I know where it should have been, but it has just disappeared. Now, that was just another grief to add to my long list.
I’m so happy you found your ring!
It came off in the YMCA pool once, years ago; and somehow I found it that time, too.
It’s good you found it! I know the feeling of losing something precious, and it’s not a good feeling.
I am so blessed it didn’t just go down the drain before I could grab it. Of course, I can’t wear my glasses underwater, so that made it hard…
That would have been a calamity! I’m so glad you grabbed it in time.
Today is my 45th wedding anniversary and yes I have my ring on, the one I received from my bride on Nov. 19, 1977. I have lost a pair of sunglasses in the Gulf of Mexico once.
Did you try very hard to find them?
45 years–just like Patty and me.