Lost. Totally lost. Have you ever lost something dear to you and thought I’ve got to find this followed by just show up, please?

You look high and low – then look again, retracing every step and picking up every piece of paper in your path. Yet you are disappointed, distraught and even disgusted with yourself (or whomever!) for losing that precious thing in the first place.

Yea, me too.

My husband’s wedding ring seemed to be missing – again. Not the first time this year, but the second time, his wedding band was MIA. We are wedded, yet I was deeply wounded by this loss.  A gulf emerged, separating the two of us.

Anger, hurt, and dismay warred within me. He remembers his watch, yet forgets ME echoed in my head.  Silly, I know, yet in my mind, when he removes his wedding ring it seems to distance his heart from mine too.

Anybody else dealt with similar thoughts and feelings, for whatever reason?

Was I out of my mind to think like this? Holt loves me – and was distraught at the loss – his loss. With so much emotion at play, I had to decide to walk in wisdom.

Would I wind up words, hurl them, hurt him-& our marriage–over a thing–his ring?

Finish reading the feature article for today at Tiffany Montgomery’s Reclaiming Hope and Joy in Your Marriage Series.

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