So this morning at around 4:00 a.m. I look down at my left hand only to find that my wedding ring is not on my finger. Immediately I freak out and think to myself, "Did I wear my ring to work tonight?" Of course I had worn my ring to work. Being a nurse in an ICU you can only imagine how many times I washed my hands, how many bed linens I changed, what other patients rooms (besides my own) I went into, and where in the world I could have lost it! It could be anywhere I thought to myself.
I called Colby, yes I woke him up at 4:00 a.m. only to hear the sad news that indeed my ring was not in my jewelry box. I started to cry!
In the next four hours, with tears streaming down my face, we gathered together every single bag of trash and we searched with our hands through each one! No luck. Not only did we search through once, but we searched through each bag three times and also xrayed each one with a C-Arm. Again, No luck!
We looked through laundry, changed each patients bed linens, and looked in EVERY single room (even if I had not remembered being in there). Again, No luck!
I am completely in shock and extremely sad that such a thing would ever happen to me! I am not sure if it fell off my finger and someone picked it up without saying a word. I would hope that nobody would EVER just take something so precious, but in the world we live in, everyone could use a little extra cash. I have been praying to try and get those thoughts from my head. I know it's wrong for me to think that way and something that should never cross my mind. Colby and I are going to the temple tonight, maybe the Lord can help ease some of my anger and sadness.
Word to the wise: Don't wear your wedding ring to work, even if you want to so badly. I knew I would feel lost without it on my finger while at work, but now, I am completely lost without it!
I know it's just a worldly item, but it means so much more than that! It is a symbol of love and a token of the happiest day of my life! Something that I can never get back!
***UPDATE***
Colby and I went to the temple with Braydon and Melissa tonight. I was an emotional wreck the entire time, but I couldn't help it. I thought about Colby and what a wonderful husband he is. I realized that my life is good. I realized that I don't need all the material things in the world to make it wonderful. I had come to grips with the fact that I probably would never see my own ring again.
And then...the call came. After we got home from the temple, Kevin (a tech at work) left me two messages on my phone telling me he had found my ring! I was in shock! I almost didn't believe it! I went right over to work and picked it up. It didn't seem real until I actually placed the ring on my finger. I cannot explain how excited I was!
I guess this is a wake up call. Colby and I have not been to the temple in a long time. We had plans to go each month and then things just fell through. Maybe tonight the Lord was trying to tell me something. Maybe we need to attend the temple more often (I know we do). Maybe I need to realize that life is about family, love, the gospel, and cherishing moments together as a family. The material things don't matter.
This trial (as I like to refer it as) was a lesson I needed to learn. Going to the temple tonight was so wonderful. I need to be better. Colby needs to be better. We need to be better. We are working on it....