My prong broke on my wedding ring about six months ago. I had it fixed but it broke again. I figured that I was hitting it at work so I decided not to wear it while at work. At first it felt so funny not wearing it but after a while I got used to it and I kept forgetting to put it back on after work.

In September my husband and I went to NYC and again I forgot to put on the ring. I was so mad but I figured I’d remind myself when we got home. My mom was staying at my house and saw it sitting on my dresser along with my diamond earrings my daughters bought me for my 30th birthday. My two prize possessions in my jewelry. I asked my mom to get them off my dresser and place them in a baggie and hide them for me.

Three months later, I decide I need to clean my ring and get it ready for the holidays. When I went to get it this morning, they weren’t there. I called mom to double check on the spot…I was in the right spot but no ring or earrings. Now I start to panic… I remembered my husband doing a thorough cleaning on my side of the room…what if they got sucked up in the vacuum??? The sweat starts and I frantically lay on the floor, make sure I get every single thing out from under my dresser, bed, night stand……nothing but hair from the animals and a few lost pennies. Then I think maybe it was stuck in one of my drawers. I empty every single draw onto my bed and through each piece of clothing…..nothing… What the Frig!!!! I never realized just how much shit I have everywhere in my room. Why am I such a pack rat, that’s it… I grab a garbage bag and start tossing. Maybe it was stuck in one of my many trinket boxes, which are all filled with all sorts of goodies. Yes, I have a stand up, ten drawer jewlery box, but who the hell has time to organize their jewelry? Once again went through and organized everything, finding again lots of crap but no ring. I have been in my room for seven hours and it’s nowhere to be found.

 

Now the crying sets in, then the anger for being so unorganized, then the crying, then sick to my stomach, then crying. I’m now coming to the conclusion that my wedding ring is gone. I’m wondering why I’m so upset that it’s gone….my kids are healthy and we’re pretty happy in the Ferrucci Compound. The problem is I’m too sentimental about everything. My husband and I didn’t have any money when we got engaged. We already had two children and all the bills that came along with raising a family. He proposed with a cigar band and the night before my bridal shower, he surprised me with my beautiful ring. I know how hard he worked at getting it and making sure I had it to show off at my shower. He did say to me, “It doesn’t mean we’re married any less”! No words can make me feel better at this moment! I’m devastated!

I’m sure after the initial shock wears off, I’ll be fine but I thank you for letting me be a baby and boo hoo to you over my ring! 🙁 Rachel