Want to read a sad story? When I was 19 years old, the man I knew I would love forever asked me to marry him. I’m talking about Chris, of course, and at the time he was just 18, and he was working full-time at Arby’s and going to LCC while I was away at Albion. Neither of us had any extra money, but when we first started talking about getting married, I told him I wanted a small Diamond Engagement Ring, nothing fancy or expensive. At the time, his Dad was managing a music store and right across the street was Dicker & Deal. They had a jeweler there who took rings people sold to the store, took the gems out, and remade them into new rings. We spent $250.00, a fortune for us, on one of those rings.
And then I lost it. When I was pregnant with Ryan I gained so much weight that the ring got too small for my finger, even after I had him it was still too tight, so I had it resized to the next larger size. Then I lost the weight and the ring got loose. Before I could take it in and have it sized back down, it slipped off my finger one day while I was taking Ryan to daycare, and I never found it. I tore apart my car, walked every inch of the sidewalk between my house and daycare, but it never turned up. I have been devastated ever since. That ring wasn’t just a symbol of two people getting married, it was a symbol of two young people who found each other, fell in love, and knew it would be forever. There is no other ring on the planet that could ever replace it.
That’s a terrible feeling to lose your ring especially no price on earth could replace it. Hopefully you were able to find it later.
Billy- I never found the ring, and believe me, I looked. I still miss that ring!
Lotro- Oh, losing your wallet is the WORST! I’m so sorry! I had mine stolen out of my purse on a bus in Philadephia one summer, and it was horrible. But still not as bad as losing that beautiful ring.