Ruth,
While I was away, I lost the diamond in my wedding ring. It was the original diamond that Don gave me when we became engaged. On my 25th Anniversary, he had the diamond placed in another band that I wore every day. Two days before we left, I noticed the diamond was missing. We looked everywhere in the condo and the shops where we were that day. We especially looked on the floor and the carpet in the Living Room. It was nowhere to be found.
That night, we both prayed to St. Anthony. The next day, I picked up a phone book to put it away and on the rug I saw something sparkling , because the sun was shining in through the window. I looked down and there it was--my diamond. I could hardly believe it. We had checked the rug carefully the day before and my friend, Nancy, lifted it and shook it as much as she could. We both concluded that finding it had to be a miracle. Of course, we both gave thanks to St. Anthony. I lost some small diamonds in rings before, but have never found them. This was a first.
Love, Marge
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