2 Feb

Last week something really sad happened; I was out on a company bonding bowling excursion when I lost my ring. No, not my wedding ring. But a ring my dad had given me when I was in high school. Sad trombone.

Here is my rendition of the incident. Sadly, I did not photograph the group bonding. (note: art is not my thing)


Bowling and the lost ring

bowling and lost ring
I was so anxious afterwards. It is weird that just a thing can make a person so sad. I kept telling myself that in the scheme of things it was no big deal but my finger feels super naked now.

When Mark lost his wedding right we bought him a new one…. Just saying. 🙂


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