Do you know that feeling when you lose something very important to you and you think you may never find it again?
It's really an awful feeling. It's ironic because I was just having a conversation about this w/ my afternoon customer. They were away and lost their puppy July 4th weekend (he was terrorized by the fire works). 3 days later they found him...he was all raggedy but happy to be re-united and they were thrilled.
And, that puppy is such a cutie, and I could so relate as we had a very similar experience when I was 13 and we lost our dog...and found her 5 days later. While I was always thrilled to see my dog, never had I been so happy to see her w/ tears running down my eyes.
Well this is not quite the same thing because it didn't involve a life, but I'm in Starbucks (what else is new?). I go to pay...and I'm speechless as I look down at my hand..and I see my sapphire is missing from my ring! Of course I love my ring...but really I love what it symbolizes. It was a gift from my grandmother from almost 28 yrs ago - her last gift to me before she passed away. It's my birthstone and I designed the ring.
I looked all around for it in the store (and several people helped me). Went out to the car, traced my steps, looked in my car, looked in my purse. Nothing. Sick to my stomach. I have a ton of work to do but can't concentrate nor even drink my cofffee since I'm so upset.
I then completely emptied my purse (since a nice customer told me abt how she lost a diamond bracelet in NYC and had finally found it there), and voila...the very last thing I scooped up is that lovely beautiful shiny blue sapphire.
I love you Grammy Jean, and I always will!
Have you every lost something dear to you and then found it?
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