I loved my Mum sooooo very much and when she passed away I wanted to buy a special piece of jewelry to wear in her honor.
I searched and I searched and I SEARCHED....over a year.
I probably bought about five items, brought them home....looked at them for a few days and took them back.
Finally, I found the perfect cross. My Mum always wore a white gold cross, so this would be just perfect...... and, as a Christian, something I would love to have.
I AM Tightwad Tilly and this was a big decision. I don't spend money wildly....
I lost it today.
I didn't even realize it was gone until I was putting on my jammies.
The chain was in my bra...........the cross............gone.
I am totally heartsick.
I realize it's just a material thing....but it makes me sick. I HATE losing anything.
I retraced my steps and wrote down all my stops today so I can call everyone in the morning.
I've had the flashlight out searching the house over and over.
It's dark, but I checked my car the best I could.
I'm saying a prayer.
Would you too?
I'm just hoping that a sweet and totally honest person turned it in.
PS.... that's not a photo of my cross, but mine was just like this one.....
Gotta go cry.