This past week, while vacationing in Crystal Beach, Texas, my actions changed the face of my marriage forever.
Literally.
Playing in the sand with Addie, holding Willie's ring on my thumb (against my better judgment) while he swam in the waves, I dropped the ring.
All of a sudden realized it was gone. I don't even know the exact moment it dropped. I just suddenly realized it was no longer on my thumb.
It's symbolic, in a way.
We met on Crystal Beach.
Fell in love on Crystal Beach.
Our parents were introduced on Crystal Beach.
We spent our wedding weekend on Crystal Beach.
And now....one of the rings we said our vows with is lost on Crystal Beach.
In a way, I kind of feel like we were always supposed to lose a ring there.
It's the end of an era, in a way. I can't believe that ring only lasted two-and-a-half years. Now I have to search for the perfect ring. Again.
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My Husband lost his first wedding ring in the Gulf of Mexico while fishing off the coast! It wasn't expensive for THAT exact reason.
ReplyDeleteHe was afraid to tell me because he thought I would be so upset, but really it was no big deal.
Good luck finding the perfect ring (again) :)
Eric lost his BEFORE the wedding, while trying to get used to it around the house. We found it a week before the big day. Then he lost it again on our honeymoon the 2nd day. He found it by diving like 10 ft down and scooped up a random handful of sand and it was there! Then about 4 mos later he lost it in 7 inches of snow and we had to wait for the snow to melt to find it!!
ReplyDeleteI lost my wedding ring. I didn't tell my husband for over a year... and I secretly want another one...
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