Saturday, March 22, 2008

Lost

Losing something precious can be very traumatising. When youngest was less than a year old, she had this habit of tugging at my little diamond set in a heart shape pendant. One of it's kind as mum had it custom made. Given to me on my 16th birthday. One morning, 10 years ago, a casual touch round my nape, set of a panic key. Started tracing back all the places I had been round the apartment. Horrors. I had been to the hawker centre and remembered youngest tugging on it. Hoping against hope, I scan through the whole place. Of course. It was not to be. Then, I started looking at everyone and anyone that comes across my path. Never know, someone could have picked it up and wore it. Till this day, I still give a casual glance on what the person is wearing on the necklace. Someone must have needed it more than I do.

3 comments:

stay-at-home mum said...

I know exactly how you feel. With my recent loss - am at a loss for words as to why someone would actually steal. Greed?

doc said...

it's very philosophical when you said someone must have needed the lost item more than you did. does this mean you've passed thru the stages of anger, desparation, feeling lost yourself, & now finally acceptance & inner peace that it's finally gone??

look at it from a different angle - maybe you're due something else even more precious & endearing? tell us if this comes true.

Iml said...

Doc:
Yes,in many ways, I have accepted my loss. It's the sentimental value that is irreplaceble.