I was chatting about serendipity only yesterday over dinner
I've benefitted from this strange and seemingly fickle phenomenon over the past 18 months and one day I shall share some of the stories of its golden touch here on Going Gently but for now I shall share a little moment of more recent serendipity joy.
The day before my wedding my sister's gave me my grandmother's wedding ring. It was wrapped in a blue ribbon and was the something old in that old fashioned wedding gift tradition way.
I was incredibly touched by the gift and kept the ring safe with my wedding certificate .
Over the divorce , I had to send my wedding documentation off to my solicitors and without thinking the ring ended up with some office clerk who kindly researched where it may of come from and returned it to me.
The ring was placed in my wallet for safekeeping but like things do when life is fraught it suddenly went missing from its second safe place around a year ago.
I've scoured the cottage for it over the past months, without success.
I was mortified
Anyhow a few days ago I cleared out a load of old books from under my bed. I bagged them up into carrier bags and took them to the local charity shop but not before I noticed a small Christmas cracker lying amongst the flotsam of one bag
The Christmas cracker I recognised . It was a tiny one from a box of ten 1940s Christmas decorations I had bought from an antique fair decades ago, so I pocketed it inside my hoodie with the thought of returning it safely.
I found the cracker today. I'm doing washing and like a good housewife was emptying my pockets of snotty tissues and dog poo bags and there it was like a small toffee wrapper.
I remembered where I had placed the box of crackers and located it in the small arts and crafts writing bureau in the living room.
Inside the box were nine another crackers and almost hidden underneath them was my grandmother's wedding ring which had been carefully attached to a wooden tag of a Welsh terrierby me and then forgotten
It had finally been sent back to me
Lovely story John...so glad you found it. Very satisfying when something " lost" turns up. Can't you wear it on a little finger? Or have it enlarged so you can? xx
ReplyDeleteIt was meant to be. I love stories like that.
ReplyDeleteJohn, that's brilliant. So pleased you found it again xx
ReplyDeleteLovely story . . .
ReplyDeleteA treasure indeed . . .
I hope serendipity visits me . . .
for I have lost my very favorite ring
which was usually worn on my right “ring finger.”
Looking “high and low” for weeks.
That ring, that treasure, is meant to be with you, which is why it keeps finding its way back to you.
ReplyDeletedon't lose it again.
ReplyDeleteFunny how things you think you've lost for ever suddenly turn up in the most unexpected places in the most unexpected ways! What a lucky find.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely story. Looking forward to the others. xx
ReplyDeleteDon't you get the best feeling of elation when something you thought was lost turns up in your own house? I am still searching for a necklace I lost last year. Maybe it will still show up somewhere. Lucky you!
ReplyDeleteMy mum , who never had anything much of any value, had two Georg Jenson silver brooches and she gave one to me and one to my sister. I lost mine about ten years ago and have never found it and I think about it a lot but, I remember someone saying that when you lose something of value to you, it is for someone else to find it and love it for a while. I’m just so pleased that you found your Grandmothers ring . XXXX
ReplyDeleteI love stories like that. Wish I had one of my own to tell. That ring is clearly intended to always be with you.
ReplyDeleteYou need a safe!
ReplyDeleteYou knew it was there someplace, and it was. When dad died, on the final clear out of his home safe, I felt around inside to make sure I hadn’t missed anything, under the top I found a hidden pull out drawer, with their wedding rings and a few other treasures, nearly lost the safe went to the house clearance sale people
ReplyDeleteI was led to it
Deletehow wonderful!
ReplyDeleteBuy a lottery ticket whilst your luck is in...
ReplyDeleteLovely story John. Your luck is in and it deserves to be so enjoy every moment of it.
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing like the joy of finding something thought to be lost...I try all kinds of tricks and methods not to lose anything else.
ReplyDeleteThe only thing that works is getting into the habit of putting things in their place, ring in jewelry box,etc.
I lost a ring that meant so much to me but it was nowhere to be found.
I wept every time I thought of it being gone.
One day I heard the cat running around on the bare floor downstairs and another funny noise.
I went to see what she was playing with.
My Ring!
I'm so careful now that I am sort of anal about it now:)
My twin also lost a ring once and it turned up months later
DeleteThat is serendipity indeed! Glad the ring is safe and sound with you.
ReplyDeleteIf I'm reading the story right, you had it in a safe place all along ("carefully attached to a wooden tag") and then forgot the safe place. But it was still safe!
ReplyDeleteYeap..I guess it's a non story kirk lol
DeleteHow sweet it is when that which was lost is found. What joy!
ReplyDeleteDo let us know where you decide to put it for safekeeping as one of us will surely remember if it goes missing again. :)
Hugs!
Stress can cause so many ripple effects and one of them is the cracks in memory. I'm so glad you found your ring. That is a huge plus to help offset the less serendipitous moments.
ReplyDeleteI am so pleased that the ring has found you again.
ReplyDeleteA little something for you on my blog today, John. Also, looking forward to more serendipity stories. Love 'em.
ReplyDelete-Kate
The others are more unbelievable
DeleteCan't wait!
DeleteSomething was leading you to the ring-maybe your grandmother?
ReplyDeletelol I'd like to think she was
DeleteA beautiful story about a ring that wants to be with you.
ReplyDeleteA lovely happy ending.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you found the ring, very poignent as you have had the final fees from your divorce this week xxx
ReplyDeleteIt's still not through yet !!!!
DeleteWere you close to your Grandmother John?- because quantum physics says-like attracts like and your Grandmother wants the ring back close to you perhaps x
ReplyDeleteShe was a ligh flis and the biggest positive influence on my life
DeleteDelight
DeleteFrame the ring and put it on the wall so you can see it when ever you want.
ReplyDeleteI was going to suggest a long gold chain, but framing it is a superb solution.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic story... I am so pleased that you got the ring back; I agree, frame it and then you will know where it is always.
ReplyDeleteJo in Auckland
All the twists and turns in this story with a happy ending another fine chapter in the book.
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