Flying High

An incident happened during our nautical trip, which caused me to be very grateful indeed....
Before moving the big boat, Milagro, we were busy cleaning everything in sight. I was working with bleach trying to get the scum off of our white water hose .
Taking off my two rings...wide heavy wedding band with stones and another ring from my children, I placed them on my GPS folder on top of a dock box.
Aaron was in the bilge of his boat nearby and the others were on the dock chatting away. Suddenly I yelled....‘my GPS folder is blowing in the water’
and moving quickly I caught it before it got wet.
Forgetting about my rings I was happy about my ‘catch’.
Then it dawned on me....my rings were on top of the paper!
Everyone began to search the dock saying “‘no way’....spaces between the boards of dock, water nearby......forget it!”
Suddenly Ann exclaims....”Look, on the back of Aaron’s dive platform!”
There lay my two rings....after having flown over a small portion of open water between dock and platform.....they landed safely in full view.
Milagro, Milagro, Milagro......the Spanish word for.....Miracle.