46 Times People Shared Little Secrets They Couldn’t Tell Anyone Else

I have a feeling OP's late wife wouldn't have minded a different-looking ring if she'd been told the truth of the theft XD But still, what an awesome and adorable story, and those two best men were absolute bros.

What a lovely story! 🥰

Not a secret. I bought a ring for a woman I had all intentions of marrying, she picked it out. On the day I planned on popping the question, literally minutes before the moment, her daughter texts her and tells her her ex popped the question to the woman he was dating. It not only blew the moment but she dumped me about 2 weeks later. Fast forward 16 months. I get set up on a blind date by a coworker. We married 14 weeks later, and she was ecstatic to have that ring and understood exactly where it had come from, the one big factor was that I had never presented it to the other woman and she'd never worn it. That was 13 years ago and we're still the happiest either of us has ever been.

I wonder why a replacement ring was hard to find. Wasn't it a standard wedding band, a circle?

Something quite similar happen to my little brother at our factory. After he returned from his honeymoon he lost his 'executio...er, wedding ring. Man, he went mental trying to find it. And me, as his big brother along with my right hand AND some of our workers had our little bit of fun with his suffering, I even told him "m8! You're in a BIG trouble!". After that,, I went into a rescue mode, well, sort of, and announced to all of our workers: "£1,000 quids in cash AND 3 bottles of nice JW 'blue label' to whoever finds the 'Midget' (they all know I call him that at work) wedding ring!". Well, one of my guys found the darn ring on top of a crate that was about to be loaded and shipped to Germany. Since then, me and him, we don't wear or rings when we're working on the floor along the rest of our guys. Till this day, I wonder if my adorable SIL would make him sleep with a bunch of funnel web spiders, knowing he lost his wedding ring, every time they go to Australia to see her parents

What a great friend!

A friend. Such an underrated and sometimes misused word that can mean so much. I think of friends as family we choose.

This is such a selfless act, and ninjas cutting onions again

YOU are an amazing person

This makes me so happy , human kindness is still out there ❤️blessed be x

I have a giant penguin I hug every night, because if I don't ill wake up with terrible bac/shoulder pain. Tried hugging g the wife or the dog, but they move too much (and protest too much when I move.

I still do this. Don’t be ashamed.

Not hugging, but my old, favourite stuffed toy still shares the bed with me and protects my sleep. If he (sic!) falls off the bed I get him back in and apologise. Stuffed animals have a soul - it's a piece of our own soul. Some people claim it back, and some let the stuffy keep it.

Not a stuffed animal, but I sleep with the crocheted blanket my grandmother made when my mom announced she was pregnant with me. I usually hug 1/2 and tuck the rest up under my neck making my pillow a bit more comfortable.

I have a stuffed pikachu from 1999 that is named Bebbechu. He is my favorite.

Classic...Well done

Haha, reminds me of the time I was little, I was digging in my Grandma and Grandad’s back garden and my cousin (4 years older than me) convinced me that I had found a piece of the Great Wall of China, and the hole was only like an inch deep! The piece I had found was just a shard of brown glass, no idea how I actually thought it was the wall!

At the school I work at, one of the kids started digging holes in the oval. He actually did find 'ruins', the foundations of an old (presumably within last centuy) house.

Never ever tell him. He will probably feel incredibly betrayed and stupid in retrospect.

It's all fun and games until the kid ends up tunneling through the earth.

They do this at day cares and nurserys they will never tell you your child said a word or crawled/walked.

Not just nannies: I picked up my son from nursery and they said that, and he walked when I got him home, and when my then partner came home I told her what the nursery had said, and nothing else. A week later his grandparents were there for his first steps.

I wasn't so lucky. My grandmother babysat for me and told me when he did things FIRST, including his first tooth. bummer

I worked in childcare. Used to do the same thing. Used to have parents that used to either have to work because they had no other choice, single mothers, single fathers or just parents who didn’t bother with their kids so when they left their children at the childcare and the babies would say their first words to us/me we never told them. But when they showed up and the baby SUDDENLY said the first word in front of mums and dad we all got excited for them! When baby suddenly started taking their first steps in front of mum and dad we all got excited! Never told them. Never took that away from them ever. I think deep down some of the knew, but they never said anything or let on that they did.

Thank you!

Same here, when I was 15 :) I had a friend who lived at a farm. They did not take good care of their cats. My parents warned me: we don't want any of their cats! One kitten was very sick. So I put it in a shoebox, in my sadle bag and biked home (1hour). Stood there in the kitchen, with a visibly sick kitten and told my parent that I found it along the road. Of course we kept her... She was estimated to be 2 months by the vet (she was 4m) and had epilepsy. But she lived to be 18 :)

We weren't cat people. Then, one day, driving to a boot sale, we saw a dinky little kitten abandoned by the side of the road. Mom said "one chance, it comes to us we'll take it to a rescue centre". It came, it sat on my lap, MEW! MEW! *MEW*! Going to the rescue centre became going to the vet to get a check up. And getting a food bowl and some kitten food on the way back because it clearly wasn't happy with cow's milk (it's all we had). And that, my friends, is how we became cat people. 🐱

I took my garbage outside one cold winter night, and didn’t close the door all the way - odd for me. When I got back a couple minutes later, a cat had walked through the open door and was sitting in my living room. He was very friendly and would not leave 😂 I even left the door open for like half an hour so he could walk out if he wanted but nope. Since it was winter I decided to let him spend the night - all I had to feed him was leftover turkey from Christmas a few days before and he loved it, so I named him Turkey. He was definitely a stray. He had some health problems and I didn’t have the money to take him to the vet for another few weeks, and when I took him they unfortunately had to put him down due to his issues, but I spoiled the hell out of that cat and I’m glad his last month on earth was spent somewhere warm and loving. 🥰

Unfortunately, cats killing birds is apparantly a big problem in the Netherlands.

Turnip ❤️

Sheds a new light on all these stories of lost items mysteriously being doubled.

Plot twist - she eventually finds the lost one and can't figure out why she now has three.

You are a good husband.

What a sweet friend