The sun shined and the sky cleared the day I spotted you sitting there. Nestled in that crowed dish just waiting for me, I realized you were my wish. I wore you proudly happily content until the day you were torn away, broken and bent. I’ve looked high, I’ve looked low been searching it seems for ever and then more. You are not to be found so it seems almost making it seem like finding you was all a dream. It’s with a sad broken heart that I realize no one has you any where, not even causally tossed lying around say in a dish again waiting to be found. I’ll keep searching for the day on my silver chain you again lay!
Ha cheesy and corny that’d be me, but a truer heart for the things (and people) I hold dear, hold sentimentally close and don’t want to part with you will not find. To see me at a quick glance one would not think so I know as I’ve been told many times before. I don’t look like one to hold on especially to things big, small, significant or insignificant. Yet I do because I am ridiculously sensitive and for me the memory attached or the feeling is what gets and holds me tight. It’s crazy how a memory can be sparked and boom you are transported back to a happy feeling/memory/place/person/experience, like a personal time machine. I like and collect frogs ( no I do not know why!) not your normal every day child like stuffed cartoon type frog, but expressive pieces or cravings, unique styles like say a magical find, in a small bead store, in Lake Tahoe- where a simple delicate tiny glass frog waited for me to come along. It was a dollar and the best purchased I ever made. Wearing it made me smile, made me feel like a princess-though guess at my age more like an old queen ;), made me feel like a million dollars and that there was nothing I couldn’t do. Sounds funny to say out loud well to write down, but that’s how it was. It was my talisman, my shield if you will, against the world. That’s what makes something sentimental, important enough to seek to search out again and again cause the feeling you get, you have, the energy, and state of mind you find yourself in is priceless. Yup that’s it that’s the word priceless…….. no matter how big or small, how expensive or cheap, given or purchased when some thing, some place, some sound, some smell, some whatever makes you sentimental and full of happiness well that some “______” is most definitely priceless! How could a person not want to keep that some thing close or go looking when it is lost or broken? They can’t cause if they could then it wouldn’t be sentimental and thus priceless to them. Here’s to cherishing the things material or otherwise that makes us stop and appreciate, cherish and hold dear, and keep us looking no matter what when lost (and to hopefully finding again one day)………………………..H
