Oh. No.

The WORST thing about moving is I'll be forever giving up on finding my wedding ring!
When my daughter was four or so (2008 or 9), she asked to see my rings. I let her. She toddled off and only came back with my engagement ring. As that was the ring with the six diamonds on it I wasn't too worried, thinking we would eventually find it ~ it's not that big a house and it's not that messy.

Now, five years later, we STILL haven't found it. Our theory was it might be in the heating ducts and we'd find it when we tore them out to rebuild. Now we are leaving......

I have had a few kids try to look in the vents but once we leave today we are officially giving up.

I am sad.

I have been using the ring my grandmother left me as a wedding ring, so I can either keep doing that or order a new set. However, I know this engagement ring so well I could probably pick it out of a lineup. I know each and every flaw in the diamonds, so it might be hard to give it up. SIGH.

Unless there is a ring miracle it's lost to me forever :(