Saint Anthony and the ring

A few weeks after I had been separated I was still trying to find my way in the suddenly single world, and making it look easier than it was. I went to the mailbox and inside in an envelope was a medal of Saint Anthony and a note that said "remember you are never alone". I still do not have any idea who put that in my mailbox, and at the time I couldn't figure out why Saint Anthony. I of course knew that Saint Anthony was the patron Saint of lost things, after all being Irish Catholic you can't help but know which Saint is which. But why Saint Anthony, I have heard him referred to as the marriage Saint, this thought quite honestly made me mad. Did someone give me this medal because of my " lost " marriage? the nerve of people. As I sat there looking at this little medal and the note I came to realize that I had lost something and it didn't have anything to do with my marriage, it had to do with me. I had lost faith, faith in so many things, myself, life, men ( that's still a tough one :) ) and God. I put the medal around my neck and sat with the note " remember you are never alone ". All this time I was looking at that empty house thinking I was alone when in fact I never had been, I just wasn't looking in the right place. Shortly after the medal showed up I found a ring, it's a simple silver band with gold footprints all around it and on the underside these words are inscribed " it was then that I carried you". I wear the ring always as a reminder that I was carried even when it felt as if I walked alone, though quite honestly it hasn't too often felt as if I've walked alone. I am grateful.