When Doug and I moved into our apartment this September I thought I put my ring in my bathroom drawer some of my other jewelry when I was getting ready for bed. We had a lot of unpacking to do and I didn't have my jewelry box so I thought it was safe there. Well, needless to say it was lost. I tried to think hard if I really remember putting it in the drawer but it was all a blur. I am usually pretty conscious of where I put it but this time I was so lost and confused. I searched and searched my bathroom cupboard time and time again. I WAS SICK! I cried all the time and prayed like crazy to find it before we move in May or June. I thought we'd somehow come across it- or I hoped- at least when we pack up. I was going crazy. Doug said he thought he saw Paisley put her ponies in that drawer so we thought maybe it snagged on one of her ponies hair and is now flung somewhere throughout the house. I searched her toy drawers and pairs of pants I had worn but no luck. I was devistated.
One night while lying in bed I had this thought to ask Doug if he had found it and was keeping it from me to give to me for Christmas! Weird thought but I thought I'd try. The night before we were bumming in the mall and looking at diamonds and different rings and we talked about how sick we were that we hadn't found it yet. The thought of my ring consumed me so I thought this is why I had the random thought! Doug came home from work and I said, "Doug, I have a question but don't laugh at me. I just need to ask! Did you find my wedding ring and you are just waiting to give it to me for Christmas?" I told him about the thought I had had the night before so I just had to ask but when I was asking him, it seemed dumb- like- of course he didn't find it! He looked at me and said, "Kaeli, no I don't. I feel bad if you think I do because what would I do with it? I can't buy the bands for it yet!" I agreed and said, "I know I just had to ask!" I was bummed and kind of disappointed that I was a little hopeful that he did have it.
Well, later that day I was teasing him about something and he said, "You wait! I'll get you back." We laughed and then he went into the bedroom and closed the door. I went to the door and he opened it and held my wedding ring box in his hand. For a minute I freaked out in my mind and it felt like I was about to see someone back from the dead. A long lost friend I had longed for. Suddenly I realized what he was doing and said, "You are so mean. I was so excited!" He said, "Fine!" and set the box down on the dresser. I thought what the heck, maybe he's being real so I opened the box to find nothing. My heart broke and I was so sad that he had played such a cruel trick. I went into the kitchen and started to kinda cry. He came back out of the kitchen with the box again and I thought- 'Jerk! What is he trying to do to me? This IS NOT funny!' He saw how devastated I was and opened the box. There it was! My ring! I put my hands over my mouth and started crying! I emotionally asked, "Where did you find it?" He told me how he found it at the bottom of our bathroom hall closet sitting on some of his hunting boots. He was packing up the boots to take them to Delta when we were going for Thanksgiving. He was going to wait and give it to me for Christmas and propose to me all over again. He figured I could wait a few more weeks after having it gone for 3 months. He had had it for over 2 weeks. How in the heck? I hugged him and kissed him and was so happy. It was quite emotional and I am beyond grateful to have it back. Seeing my ring again was like welcoming back an old best friend who you wondered if you would ever see again. It was like it was dead and had been brought back to life.
There could always be other rings if we could afford it but not MY RING. It hold memories and its such a sentimental thing for both of us!
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