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Gone, really gone
It’s true, when you’ve lost something that’s when you really need it, you can’t live without it. But when you have it, you toss it to the side and don’t even pay attention to it until it’s gone.
Well, it was my husband who was always losing things. His wallet, his keys, cell phone, anything, he’s lost it. I’ve told him over and over if you just pick a regular spot to put those things, and always put them there, you will never lose them. But did he listen? No, because he’s a husband and he thinks his way is right.
Today was like every other day. This morning he was running late for an appointment because he misplaced his wallet. I usually make a mental note about where his things are when I see them so when he asks me if I know where they are I can tell him. And this morning I did just that.
But it isn’t morning now, it is the evening and I’m home from work opening the mail at the kitchen counter and thinking about what to make for dinner. Maybe I’ll make his favorite, breaded pork chops, that sounds good. My cell phone rings, it’s…
