The weirdest thing!

Yesterday, my husband discovered that he'd lost his wedding band. He's one of those guys who doesn't wear it all the time, because sometimes his thick, manly hands swell up after a long day or sometimes he just forgets. No big. But yesterday he'd had it on all day....and then he didn't.

He was extremely upset last night and kept apologizing for losing something that important and I kept trying to calm him, telling him it wasn't his fault, stuff like that just happens sometimes. I told my mother about it on the phone this morning, and in her faithful way, she said say a prayer to St. Anthony and he'll be sure to find it. Yeah. OK. But I did.

And he found it. Tonight. He was on his way home from his sister's about an hour away, and just on a whim, with no real belief that he'd find it, he stopped at his work and went dumpster-diving. Yes, you heard me. He went through the trash bags in the dumpster behind his office.

He was almost all the way through, when there were two small bags left inside the dumpster, the kind you'd find in...let's say...a men's room. He held the bag up and he said it felt a bit heavy, and he thought there was a quarter in the bottom of it. Then he felt it with his fingers, and it was the fookin ring! Can you believe that?? What are the chances?

I haven't told him this yet, but not only did I pray to St. Anthony today, but I prayed to his mother to help him find it. And he did.

I am thinking I might have to change my way of thinking.

By the way, I have a new blog for those of you who might be interested in this sort of thing. If you click on my profile, you'll see a blog called "Into the Mist". On that blog, I am recording my dreams, like an online journal (well, exactly on online journal, no?) as well as how it's going for me as I try my hand at meditating. Hope you enjoy it.

Ann