Yesterday I was about 60 miles from home.

In the middle of the afternoon something told me to look at my hand. I did.

“OMG! I lost my wedding ring!”

I’m checking my pockets. I’m looking on the ground. Hogel notices something is amiss and asks. He helps but no luck, suggests that it might have gotten picked up since Karl just ran the brass picker around the grounds. I ask Karl if he’s seen my wedding band. By now, others are overhearing and word is spreading that I lost my wedding ring.

Then someone notices a key problem.

I’ve been looking at and holding up my right hand.

Of course, my wedding band is on my left hand, and is still there.

I feel silly. Every has a good laugh at my expense. But we just roll with it and move along. I just brushed it off as being 2 days of working hard and I’m starting to get loopy.

We take a break and go inside. I sit down, pull out my iPhone. There’s a text message from Wife.

BTW, diamond fell out of wedding band. Oldest noticed. Ugh.

I check the time stamp. It was about the same time as when I had my little wedding ring incident. I share it with everyone… we have a little “ooo… cosmic” moment. 🙂

Wife loses something with her wedding ring, I end up noticing a loss with my wedding ring… or something like it. 60 miles away.

I’ve heard of things like this happening with twins, where one can feel the other’s pain or sense what the other is thinking, and that it’s not really limited to twins but anyone with a truly close connection.

I don’t know. Could just be massive coincidence, but still… kinda interesting.