short story of life:

Yesterday was only the second Sunday in a row that i have been able to go out to the swapmeet,(or anywhere other than
the doctors office) due to the flu, over the holidays. The first Sunday being horribly cold and i had a slight
relapse until this weekend, when i felt a bit well enough to venture out into the 70 degree weather.
So i really looked forward to it. We came across a few things (keeping in mind that we are unemployed for two
years now) and i was looking forward to bringing them home.
Upon arriving at home, i quickly came to the conclusion that one of the last items we bought didn't seem to make
it home. Now THAT has happened before, not often, but one gets comfortable at certain vendor stands and may
set something down...supposedly temporarily.
Well, we figured it was gone and instead of letting myself go into a complete funk and be mad all day, i simply
expressed my depression about it and eventually even try to joke about it. i am not one for letting things go easily,
especially when i feel i did something dumb to cause it, but i seriously tried to rise above it being just a material
thing, kind of like letting it go and it may come back to you, although i didn't even think THAT, i just figure it
was gone!!
Let me tell you, i later found it!!! it is a small black camisole top with a red rosy flower and i was elated!
Then it hit me, did i just pass a test and was rewarded with the item i didn't torture others over what i thought
was paid for and lost? Did this old dog learn a new trick, in a sense?
well, it certainly seemed that way to me, confirming & strengthening my faith! :)

We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools.
Martin Luther King Jr. (1929 - 1968)