The ring

We haven't been able to find Josh's ring for a year or two.   We looked everywhere, or so we thought.  We knew it was in the house but it seemed to be lost forever.  I kept promising I would buy him a new one and it was on my "to do" list for this year.

I decided to clean out the coat closet today so I could put the vacuum back in there.  It's been forever since it has fit in there.  ha   Josh always said I was a hoarder and he's right.  However, the things in there were not exactly my fault.  ;O)  A failed experiment in using a homemade beer kit produces a lot of stored equipment.   

As I was pulling things out, there, on the floor, was Josh's ring.  I almost didn't know what I was looking at.  It must have fallen on the floor and then been pushed into the closet.   It was always too big for him.  He wouldn't let me properly measure his finger!  He lost his first ring in Gunnison Reservoir.  There was no hope of finding that one.  ha  Second, and final, ring he let me measure him once and said, "Yes, that's good enough."  *eye roll*   Hence the ring lost in the closet.

I haven't been wearing my rings for the last year because I've gained a little too much weight and wearing both of them is quite tight.  Just my wedding band chaffs a bit too.  I was going to lose weight and start wearing them again.  *sigh*   Of course now I'm wearing the wedding band and have been ever since Tuesday night.   It's doing fine; I should have been wearing it all year.   I'm wearing Josh's ring now too, on my pointer finger.  

I've said this a few times this last year and now I'll say it again.  Quit saying "I'll get to that" or "I'll do that later" because damn it, when it involves a loved one you need to do it NOW.  I should have learned that lesson with my grandparents who passed away on January 31, 2014.  I just barely repaired myself from that great loss and now this blow hits.  

I'm just so happy I found his ring.  I've been looking at pictures the past few days, seeing it on his hand and wishing I had it.  I don't believe in an afterlife or anything like that, but sometimes it makes you stop and wonder.  It's such an incredible coincidence.   Of course, I've been on a sporadic cleaning spree.   Josh had asked me for his birthday to clean the house - a deep, throw out things, type of clean.   I had to put it off because I was sick and then had a crazy work schedule and Josh got sick.  So now I'm doing my deep house cleaning for Josh.  I keep talking to Josh out loud while I do it.  Yes, I'm a crazy person.  I clean a little, zone out for a while, clean something else, etc.   So it makes sense that as soon as I reached the closet I'd find the ring anyway.   But it's just so...amazing.