Frantically, I start searching the room I had stayed in, and the surfaces I had placed it on. I searched inside my carry on. It was all to no avail.
I could not find my mother-in-law's emerald and diamond ring. I have lost a family heirloom.
It's not bad enough that I have to travel amongst strangers that now I have to do it miserably, feeling horribly.
Thursday when I was packing I told myself not to take it. It doesn't fit any of my fingers like it really should, but was just snug enough on my right middle finger that I felt it would be ok. Wrong!
Over the weekend I told one of my friends that I was hoping to get it resized to fit my left ring finger so that I could wear it as an anniversary band. It's such a gorgeous ring. Imagine an emerald-cut emerald flanked by two triangular-cut diamonds, set in white gold.
Big B had bought it years ago for my mother-in-law, before he and I even knew each other. He had given it to her as a gift. When she passed away, in 2002, he gave it and a few other pieces of jewelry, to me for Christmas that year.
Here I sit reminiscing over a wonderful weekend spent with old friends from high school and family I haven't seen in at least 3 years, yet it is all overshadowed by the loss of something so dear.
4 comments:
Maybe it will come up in a corner of your luggage or someone from the hotel will find it and they will give you a call... crossing my fingers here...
I am sooo sorry! Maybe someone will turn it in still... we can hope.
Oh my gosh! I am simply sick to my stomach after while reading this. I cannot imagine how you must feel. Big hugs are being sent your way. I pray it shows up somewhere miraculous.
Thanks for all the hope and wishes. Half of me is still hoping, and the other half is fighting resolve over the loss.
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