I lost something today.
I didn’t even realize it was lost until someone asked about it. When was the last time I saw it?
I looked for it in the last place I saw it, and it wasn’t there. I asked a couple other people who might know, but didn’t hear back from them.
And then I panicked. It was ALWAYS where I could find it. I had never entertained the possibility that it could be lost.
For 20 minutes, the earth stopped revolving. My mind went to a very weird slow-motion place. For the first time, I had to think about the fact that I may not find it again.
Then I heard back that someone had found it.
I cried for 10 minutes before I started breathing again.
Tell the people you love that you love them today. Right now. I’ll wait.
You really never know when your “lost” won’t be “found”.