So I've got this uberly cute pair of earrings. My baby sister happens to have the exact same pair and had this exact same misfortune occur:
a missing jewel.
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I had worn them to go shopping.
I had tried on lots of clothes.
The jewel was gone.
It could have been
Anywhere.
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.
.
Well guess what.
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.
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I found it.
.
.
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I had worn them to go shopping.
I had tried on lots of clothes.
The jewel was gone.
It could have been
Anywhere.
.
.
.
Well guess what.
.
.
.
I found it.
by the seat of my pants.
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.
No, really! I found it wedged in that little crack no, not that kind of crack in between the seat and backrest in the Man's car
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I thought I had lost it.
Forever.
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And here she be.
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No, really! I found it wedged in that little crack no, not that kind of crack in between the seat and backrest in the Man's car
.
.
I thought I had lost it.
Forever.
.
.
.
And here she be.
Without a doubt, it has been a miracle. Unsought, unexpected.
Fabulous.
Fabulous.
3 comments:
I'm so glad for you, I was there when you realized it was gone and it was tragic.
Yay! it's the little miracles that keep us going.
And you even had the foresight to take a picture!! I had a similar experience with my diamond from my wedding ring. A miracle too!
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