My wonderful wedding ring fell off my finger last Sunday (No I didn't feel it fall off). After church I went visiting teaching to 2 homes and at the 2nd home I noticed it was no longer on my finger. My wonderful companion helped me look through the parking lots and on the streets and then through the church.
I loved that ring. Not only because it was what Chuck gave me on the day we were married but it is the only ring I have looked at and absolutely loved. My ring was made by a friend of the Gates family patterned after a Tiffany's ring. Now my ring was not very expensive as far as wedding rings go, but still it was mine and exactly what I wanted. I think I might wear the $10 Claddagh ring I wore as an engagement ring (because I didn't really want an engagement ring) because my finger feels so bare.
When we were looking at the church, Chuck and Leland knelt to say a prayer. After "Amen", Leland stands up and says "Okay, open the door and we find the ring!" So matter of fact like she had the faith that she really would find it. For the next few days she still included "bless us to find mommy's ring" in her prayers. It's been over a week now but I still think it might turn up somewhere. We'll see.
Lani, Shana - I know you feel my pain.
