that is how it feels.
I went out with the kids after Wyatt got home from school to get a few things done. We were finished and ready to head home when I remembered that we were out of whole milk for Simone. I thought I would swing by Trader Joe's and pick up a few fun things while were there.
I saw the storm. A big black mess in the sky. Lighting was streaking across the sky, and I thought about turning back toward home. I didn't. The rain and wind hit while we were inside the store. The people coming inside were drenched. Wyatt was freaking out from the loud thunder, and a nice girl told him that God was just bowling. She was sweet to us, and tried to ask him about school to distract him a little. She left her keys at the counter,and I ran them to her. She was about to run out into the rain, and wouldn't that have been a sad thing to discover at the car door. When I came to the door with my cart, 3 kids, and 3 bags of groceries there was a huddle of people waiting for the rain to die down. A kind employee had a large umbrella and was running with people to their cars. I asked the "bowling girl" if she would stay with my kids while I ran to get my van. She did, and another lady chatted with Talia and gave her TWO of the flowers she just bought to keep her busy. My cute shoes were instantly soaked, because the water was so deep everywhere I couldn't avoid getting them wet. The umbrella escort ran the big kids to my van, and I ran in to get Simone.... (I have mention that she SLEPT through this entire shopping adventure!) Bowling girl carried my groceries. We were all laughing, and happy I couldn't believe how kind all those strangers were to us. I was soaked to the bone, and I had a good parking spot too! There was a large tree that had blown over near our home so traffic was at a stand still. Then it happened. I looked down at my finger and noticed my wedding ring was GONE! I had on my band, but the solitaire was gone.
It must have slipped off my soaking wet finger some where in the parking lot at Trader Joe's. I jumped out of the van, and opened the side door and began to look frantically for it. I jumped back in and called Trader Joe's, so they could start looking for it. Then it hit me. I had lost it for good. My lungs felt like they were crawling into my throat, and my shoulders crunched against my ears. My hands covered my face and I cried. I pictured the day Lincoln gave it to me, and how shiney and beautiful it was in the black velvet box. He had worked so hard to pay every penny of the price before our wedding day. I had worn it everyday for 10 years and 10 months.
Wyatt and Talia were so concerned, and Wyatt was crying right along with me.
"Does this mean you have to get married again??" he asked with despairation in his voice. (Like I would have to marry someone else!)
I had to laugh. "No, sweetie! I just won't have the ring that Daddy gave me when we were first married. It is just a ring. It's okay. ----but it was so special to me."
Tears came again.
I was driving back to the store. When I pulled up the rain was just about gone, and the parking lot was crawling with employees looking for my ring.
Talia said, "We can get you a new ring. How much do they cost?" That made me laugh and cry at the same moment.
We didn't find it.
Wyatt tried to cheer me up. "Mom, I promise promise PROMISE by next year me and Dad will buy you a new ring." I smiled, how sweet.
I called Lincoln. I was so upset. I told him I was going to look and see if it was in my ring drawer at home and I would call him back.
It was---- in my ring drawer! I don't know how I just put on my band and didn't notice the missing ring. So I guess my estimation was wrong. I had worn it for 10 years and 10 months- minus one day.
I called Trader Joe's and thanked them for helping me look. They were relieved that I had found it.
**So that is how it feels to loose a wedding ring....and I hope I never have to feel it again.
I saw the storm. A big black mess in the sky. Lighting was streaking across the sky, and I thought about turning back toward home. I didn't. The rain and wind hit while we were inside the store. The people coming inside were drenched. Wyatt was freaking out from the loud thunder, and a nice girl told him that God was just bowling. She was sweet to us, and tried to ask him about school to distract him a little. She left her keys at the counter,and I ran them to her. She was about to run out into the rain, and wouldn't that have been a sad thing to discover at the car door. When I came to the door with my cart, 3 kids, and 3 bags of groceries there was a huddle of people waiting for the rain to die down. A kind employee had a large umbrella and was running with people to their cars. I asked the "bowling girl" if she would stay with my kids while I ran to get my van. She did, and another lady chatted with Talia and gave her TWO of the flowers she just bought to keep her busy. My cute shoes were instantly soaked, because the water was so deep everywhere I couldn't avoid getting them wet. The umbrella escort ran the big kids to my van, and I ran in to get Simone.... (I have mention that she SLEPT through this entire shopping adventure!) Bowling girl carried my groceries. We were all laughing, and happy I couldn't believe how kind all those strangers were to us. I was soaked to the bone, and I had a good parking spot too! There was a large tree that had blown over near our home so traffic was at a stand still. Then it happened. I looked down at my finger and noticed my wedding ring was GONE! I had on my band, but the solitaire was gone.
It must have slipped off my soaking wet finger some where in the parking lot at Trader Joe's. I jumped out of the van, and opened the side door and began to look frantically for it. I jumped back in and called Trader Joe's, so they could start looking for it. Then it hit me. I had lost it for good. My lungs felt like they were crawling into my throat, and my shoulders crunched against my ears. My hands covered my face and I cried. I pictured the day Lincoln gave it to me, and how shiney and beautiful it was in the black velvet box. He had worked so hard to pay every penny of the price before our wedding day. I had worn it everyday for 10 years and 10 months.
Wyatt and Talia were so concerned, and Wyatt was crying right along with me.
"Does this mean you have to get married again??" he asked with despairation in his voice. (Like I would have to marry someone else!)
I had to laugh. "No, sweetie! I just won't have the ring that Daddy gave me when we were first married. It is just a ring. It's okay. ----but it was so special to me."
Tears came again.
I was driving back to the store. When I pulled up the rain was just about gone, and the parking lot was crawling with employees looking for my ring.
Talia said, "We can get you a new ring. How much do they cost?" That made me laugh and cry at the same moment.
We didn't find it.
Wyatt tried to cheer me up. "Mom, I promise promise PROMISE by next year me and Dad will buy you a new ring." I smiled, how sweet.
I called Lincoln. I was so upset. I told him I was going to look and see if it was in my ring drawer at home and I would call him back.
It was---- in my ring drawer! I don't know how I just put on my band and didn't notice the missing ring. So I guess my estimation was wrong. I had worn it for 10 years and 10 months- minus one day.
I called Trader Joe's and thanked them for helping me look. They were relieved that I had found it.
**So that is how it feels to loose a wedding ring....and I hope I never have to feel it again.
posted by Jeri at 6:19 PM
14 Comments:
I am so glad that you had it! I am so silly, I was crying along with you. Oh! there is so much sentiment in these little, easy to loose things. :-) So glad, and wasn't it wonderful to see how people are still so good to one and other, with the rain AND the ring. Wow...great story
You had me at Trader Joe's. Smile.
Losing a ring sounds horrible. Knock on wood. I'm so glad you found it. What a relief!
I know how you feel Jeri, and it is an awful feeling for sure. I lost mine in Utah last fall. Knew I would never see it again, but couldn't help praying for a miracle anyway. About two months later that miracle happened when I found it in my glove box (you know, that place I checked 3 times and never saw it).
I am truly happy for you. Especially that you found it in a day. How blessed you are.
This story totally scared me! My wedding ring is a little loose and I'm so afraid I'm going to lose it - maybe this story will make me get it sized!:) So glad you found it!!
Sweet story.
Jeri, you have so much. I'm not talking about your solitaire, as huge as it is. I am talking about people that love you. You have a family, something that I might not ever have. You are so blessed to be where you're at - I couldn't be happier that at least one of us has the life they deserve to have.
What an amazing story - I love you all working together at the Trader Joe's :) It's funny because I just blogged about that storm myself!!
JERI! you have me crying and worried! I am so glad I got to the end of your post, because i was SO upset for you!....thank heavens you found it! :)
Oh Jeri, I cried reading about you losing it! I kept waiting to read that it was found in the parking lot. So happy that you never lost it in the first place! Even though they are just THINGS, some things mean oh so much!
Ok first of all----WHAT ANGELS at the grocery store. Pure, sweet angels!!!!
second----oh my gosh, my stomache was in KNOTS reading about your ring. im so HAPPY you found it safe and sound. what a sweetheart Wyatt is. He will make SURE you are always cared for Jeri-----always. :)
btw jeri----your last comment you left made me cry...Im so so so THANKFUL for friends like you. I just adore you to peices. Can't wait till you come to utah.
I have never lost mine, but a roommate lost hers the week after she got engaged. We searched the produce section at Walmart for hours - no luck. Her smart fiancee had insurance, and was still waiting on the diamond he had picked. Lucky girls! I am getting pictures taken with my extended family in Utah this week. I wish you were there! (Though I am sure they will still be great.)
I'm glad your story had a happy ending. I keep hoping I'll find mine when we move away from this house someday. I did get a new one, but I'll never forget that first, sweet solitaire.
oh the panic! i can only imagine. but i love how nice those trader joe's workers were to you!
Oh MAN! I'm glad you found it. I thought I lost my ring about 30 minutes after Jake gave it to me. I was so relieved to find it in the track of the seat of my car. I really thought it was in Provo Canyon never to be found again.
Hurray!! I'm so glad its safe. I turn into a crazed woman when I lose something and to lose something like that...I'd go ballistic! Bless your heart.
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