A few weeks ago I realized that I’d lost a ring of mine. Earlier in the day I had noticed it was really loose (it was a cold day). I knew I had it in the car on my way home from being out so I knew that it was somewhere in my house, I thought it was in the car, but I kept forgetting to look.
Fast forward to yesterday. . . as I was getting ready in the morning I thought about that ring, I hadn’t thought of it, but I knew I needed to look for it. . . and I didn’t, I forgot (that happens with a Toddler!) So later that day I was throwing away an empty box of crackers, as I reached in to get the last cracker I opened my hand and. . . you’ll never believe it, IN my hand, from the bottom of the cracker box, was the ring!!
How weird is that??