So today... here I am, four years later. I was taking Anna out for a walk as Roger was cleaning the car in the driveway. As I walked towards him, Roger held his hand out. In his hand was my father's wedding ring. Roger found it in a deep dark "crevice" inside the car as he was cleaning. I think my mouth instantly dropped and then I felt my face wet with tears streaming. I can't even describe how it felt to see my father's wedding ring after four years of thinking it was "long" gone. Thank you, dear Roger.
As this year of 2011 has not been what I would call a year that I would want to repeat, finding my father's ring is one of the best "endings" for me to conclude this past year in preparation for a new year to come.
As I see this sentimental finding as a symbol of comfort and maybe even hope, I wish for peace and good health to each and everyone of you in the year 2012.