Caring People

I was on a bus trip in mid- November as a guest of the Red Hatter's club. It was a very pleasant day with upbeat, friendly and cheerful people. It is a great way to begin any journey.

We traveled to the Vero Beach Mall for an afternoon of shopping. We all stopped at a restroom, where I washed my hands. I said to my friends: "Did you hear that? I just heard a clink." I immediately felt this sick sensation in my stomach. I quickly checked my hands. I thought that I had lost my wedding ring. But it was not until we had returned to the bus that I realized I'd lost my mom's "Eastern Star" pinkie ring, a precious gift to me.

I sat there stunned. What to do? What a loss! I was encouraged by many to call the mall management office and explain my dilemma. I did just that. When the bus ride was over, many said "I'll say a prayer that you'll recover your Mom's ring," Others joined in: "I'll pray to St. Anthony for you," "Prayers can only help," I said to myself.

The next morning I decided to make another call to the mall. I wasn't hopeful, even though I recalled that many people had said they'd be praying for me. I was stunned again. Management told me that "Andy" had found the ring early that morning, and would ship it to me. Thank you to Pat and Andy for listening and caring. God bless you.

What am I trying to say? What is my lesson learned? There are so many caring, compassionate people in our world. They're all around us. You're probably sitting next to one this very moment.

My heart is full. The significance of my Mom's ring being found in a small pipe and then returned is amazing. Prayers, they truly work, and I am so thankful.

Janet Lynch
Sebring