A few days ago I wrote about the little miracle I enjoyed in finding my lost ring. I shared this story with friends in conversation over the last few days and I heard several of their accounts of lost and found rings. Here are two of my favorites. One person told me that several years ago his wife lost her engagement ring (actually it was engagement ring, wedding ring and anniversary ring all fused together). They searched high and low, very similar to my search. Several days later, after they had really given up hope, my friend was stepping out of the shower and felt a lump under his foot under the bath matt. He checked it out and found the ring. Their best guess was that one of their cats had been playing with it and hid it under there.
The other story I liked was from a friend who happened to glance down and saw that the diamond was gone from her engagement ring. Again, she searched long and hard but no luck. Then, as she was getting out of her car one day, she saw a sparkle and found her diamond on the floor between her seat and the door. Her best guess is that the diamond dropped out as she was reaching back into the car for her purse one day. It had been riding around with her for five days.
I love happy endings.
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