the one where I confess…

I lost my wedding ring during all the Christmas decorating. On the Friday after Thanksgiving, amidst all the garland and tree trimming, it fell out of my pocket. Today after searching and not a few tears (mine not Ben’s) I found it!!!!! I think my ring fell out of a chair as we moved it across the room. Wherever it came from, it was laying innocently on the floor in front of the fireplace, just waiting to be picked up and put back on my finger. I am a happy girl!! 🙂