We were at our morning Tai Chi class doing our exercises. One of the routines involved shaking our fingers over our heads. Wouldn't you know it? Art's wedding ring flew off his finger into the grass. He didn't even know in what direction it sailed.
Everybody stayed after class to look for it even though we had to leave to help a cousin.
This brought to mind the fact that this is the 4th ring that Art has gone through!
The first ring was damaged when he was doing electrical work without turning off the breaker for the circuit he was working on. (He left it on because he needed a light in the attic where he was working.) There was melted wire attached to the ring so it was too uncomfortable to wear. It took a long while for his hand to heal from the burns he received. He's a lot more careful now!
The second one was a ring our daughter, Tiffany made for him in a high school jewelry class. Eventually, it broke.
The third one was created by a Native American artist and absolutely beautiful! Alas! It was lost when he was raking fall leaves in Illinois. We never did find that one no matter how much we looked. We couldn't find another one we liked quite as much.
We bought the 4th one in New Mexico when we visited our son, Jon.
When we arrived home later in the afternoon, mom said there'd been three excited phone calls from our Tai Chi friends. The ring was found! The class had formed a long line and spanned the park area where we have our lessons. We could hardly believe it! We were so very touched by their efforts.
Art is planning to put his ring in his pocket when we go to our next Tai Chi class. I think that's a wonderful idea!
Hmmm.... Maybe I'd better check to make sure his pocket doesn't have a hole in it.