i lost my wedding band

the other day my son Evan, who is obsessed with all things trucks, got me to stand on a busy street corner and wait for trucks to go by. when they drove past he would pump his right arm up and down motioning for them to honk their horns. some did. and then, some were too busy on their phones or cb radios or whatever it is they do while they drive. poor little guy. he is so crestfallen when he can't get a beep outta one of them. some of them are such good sports though. thank goodness. for his sake as much as mine. i wanted to get outta there. it was one of the coldest days we have had yet here in Florida as of late.
it was so cold i guess my fingers must have shrunk and my wedding band must have slipped right out of my fingerless glove.
we continued about our day, finally arriving at the YMCA, where when i went into the locker room, i removed my glove only to discover my engagement ring sitting solo on my finger and my wedding band nowhere to be found. i searched all my bags. i searched my entire car. i searched on the ground beneath and around my car. i retraced my steps back to previous spots. did not find it.
then, i regrouped at home. i cried. then, i asked Evan to come with me one more time to the spot on which we had been standing that morning and look once more. i had resigned myself to the fact that i most likely would not find it. but, now i was calm. i had to give it another go.
we retraced our steps from where we had parked and walked over to the spot we had stood, all the while combing the ground. nothing. then, i sat down, spent, an emotional wreck, deflated, hopeless.....
Evan stood before me, reached down into the grass and pulled up something which he handed to me with a simple, "Mommy, what's this?" as he slowly lifted it from beneath a few blades of grass under which my own feet may have trampled it when I had searched the area earlier. he handed it to me. i slipped it onto my finger. i sat down. and i cried in relief and appreciation and joy. i hugged that boy so tight. and all i could think of was how i had only lost a ring. my wedding band. a symbol of a bond between two people. imagine the pain of losing an actual person one loves? i cried and held him tight, thankful for my angel; my healthy, smart, beautiful angel of a little boy. who had helped his mommy more than he could even comprehend.