About two months ago I realized I could not find my engagement or anniversary ring! It is not unusual for me to take them off, as I work in a daycare and have to pull latex gloves on and off all day; the rings get in the way. I have several little jewelry boxes on my dresser where I usually put my rings when I am not wearing them.
Well, one day I went to retrieve my rings from their usual safe storage and could not find them! My heart skipped a few beats, I calmed mylself down and told myself they have to be here somewhere! After a week or two of unsuccessful frantic searching, I told my husband that I feared I had thrown away my rings. I remembered one night in bed that the prong on one of the rings was catching on the blanket, so I removed them and put them on the night stand. I was dealing with a miserable cold and lots of used Kleenex. I assumed I had tossed the rings in the trash along with the used Kleenex. There was the possibility that I had taken the rings off in the car before I went into the daycare, but I also had used Kleenex there that I had cleaned out and that could have been when I threw the rings away.
I grieved for my rings! What made it all worse is that I had had my engagement diamond reset along with my mother's diamond, and now it meant her stone was gone, too.
Well, my Christmas present this year was a new set of rings! Larry and I picked out a lovely solitaire, with ring guards and ordered them in yellow gold, to be picked up at the end of December. My husband was a real sweetheart about the process of selecting new rings! He wanted to be sure I was happy with my selection!
Yesterday, a bright and sunny day, we were leaving to make the trip to Nashville, 100 miles away, to meet my son and his family for lunch. They were on their way home to Michigan from a visit to Atlanta for Christmas, and would be passing through Nashville. It was worth a 100 mile trip to hug the grand kids and visit for an hour with my son and his wife. As we prepared to leave the driveway, I asked my husband if he had his sunglasses. He said no, but he keeps a pair of clip ons in the car we were driving. He clicked on the overhead sunglasses container, and calmly and quietly and unemotionally announced, "Judy, I found your rings." There they were, in the sunglass container where I had put them for safekeeping before I went into work!! Of course, then I remembered having done it!! It was sureal to have the rings in my hands again!
Since my new rings have not yet arrived at the jewelry store, we probably had the option of canceling the order. But smart man that my husband is, he told me he wanted me to have the new rings anyway. When we bought my first ring, we were very busy raising children and establishing our new blended families. He said I deserved an upgrade!!
So, that's the ring story with a very happy ending!!
