The other day at the lake I lost something really valuable. Something that kind of makes me ache inside to even think about. In reality it happened in a matter of seconds but in my mind it was like being stuck in slow motion. I was trying to will myself to catch the ring before it hit the top of the waves and sank to the bottom of the lake.
It took up residence on the ring finger of my right hand over 12 years ago. I still have vivid memories of the night my husband gave me the ring.