The dawg tag that went missing and I wrote about a week ago? I got a text from a kind lady who’d found it this evening. Me and the lad have just gone out for a walk and picked it up. Some things don’t work out, of course. This is not a post about the power of manifestation and how karma prevails – I’m unconvinced … Continue reading Lost a while, and then found
My dawg’s tag came off his harness at some point today. We’ve had it a while and it has memories of my Dad wrapped up with it, so I re-traced my steps on this evening’s walk (when I noticed it was gone) to look for it. I’ve written before about finding my dropped car key, after four miles of re-tracing my steps on the Yorkshire … Continue reading Finders keepers
To search, in earnest, requires hope. Without it, you become inattentive and might very well miss the thing you’re looking for. This is true for those keys you’ve misplaced in the house, for the tragic loss of aircraft at sea, and everything in between. The scale of the search doesn’t change the need for hope – it only makes it harder to sustain. We still … Continue reading Lost and found
Sometimes You Learn 