i feel a bit like gollum, seeing the ring for the first time. and also the last.
i found it, the needle in the haystack, the pinto amongst volkswagen’s.
and for this i am truly grateful.
mr. mark, you’re forgetting an anniversary would’ve been chump change in comparison to my losing my wedding ring.
yep. tonight i lost it.
i put it into my wallet (a small pocket on the inside) and put the wallet into my sportsbag as i got to my softball game, michelle later, unknowing that the ring was inside, opened my wallet, and took a few dollars out. she placed the wallet back in the bag, and on with life we went.
i picked up my bag upon the end of the game, and we drove home, gave ike a bath, and got him ready for bed, i went to my wallet to retrieve my ring, and the most horrible feeling ever coursed thru me. it’s gone.
it’s gone.
it’s not here.
so in the middle of the night, well 11pm, pitch black, armed with a flashlight, we searched for it. and on the multipleth time looking @ the same piece of grass, i found it. unbelievably. i found it.
i’ll sleep tonight.
for those of you who don’t know, my wedding ring has one of the most amazing two word phrases engraved on the inner portion of the band, and no it’s not “my precious”… it says “be God’s” a phrase first relayed to me by the late Rich Mullins, a man whom i’d like to emulate, in humility, and faith. my wife had it put there to remind me that to love her properly, i need to be fully in the hands of my creator. just thought you’d like to know that…. and i am very happy i found my ring…