On the flight home from California, it appears that I lost my wedding ring. The craziest part of it all was that I had a “moment” when I was washing my hands just before boarding the plane where I looked down at the sink and thought, “oh, that’s clever – they have a grate to catch any rings that fall off” and I remember thinking about my wedding ring. What I don’t remember is if it was actually on my finger or if it wasn’t but I didn’t fully acknowledge it. Kind of a foreshadowing, wouldn’t you say?!?
Anyways, I realized it was gone a few hours later, after we were back in Canada and far away from the airport. So now I have to rely on honest people and efficient lost-and-found staff to help bring this precious item home to me. On the off-chance that someone out there happens to find it and read this post, I would be forever grateful if you could contact me and send my ring home. I know it’s just a token, but I love having a ring that matches my husband’s and the sentiment that it carries is very important to me!
Please cross your fingers for me … and also so your own rings don’t fly off unexpectedly. 😦