The story I read today is of a 112 year-old ship that was found at the bottom of Lake Michigan. That means I still have hope for the earring I think I lost in my driveway.
Now this is not as crazy as it sounds. In April of 2008 I met my sister and brother-in-law in Ann Arbor to go to the Antiques Show at the Fairgrounds. I remember deciding when I got ready that Sunday morning not to wear my gold bracelet because I was having trouble with the clasp, even though it had recently been repaired. We had a great time looking around and I got lucky and didn't buy anything.
When I was getting ready for work on Monday morning, I could not find my bracelet. I was panicked. I convinced myself that I must have put it on and lost it at the show. I even sent an email to the show organizers in the hope that a good Samaritan might have found it and turned it in.
When I told the staff at work about it, one of them told me not to worry, that it will show up someday. Right. I tore my house and car apart when I got home and then gave up looking. After all, it was just a bracelet.
I am an avid gardener, as you may have discovered from my posts. Imagine my surprise when I ventured into the garden in fall of 2009 and saw something shiny among the dying flowers. I reached down and there was my gold bracelet. Somehow it had lain there all during the prior year summer planting and clean-up in the fall and following spring.
The clasp must have loosened while I was walking through the garden and I didn't notice that I wasn't wearing it when I took my jewelry off at bedtime.
So, it did miraculously show up. And perhaps one day I will find my turquoise Zuni bear earring in the front garden some place.
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