Today is St. Anthony’s day…..the Saint for finding lost things. I have a lost thing…..a photograph I have been looking for since yesterday. I took it out from the box it has resided in for the past ten years some months ago……….thought I put it back……but I guess not.
So, I have been taxing my brain trying to think of all the corners I might have stashed it. Sometimes, I stash things too well for safekeeping, and never find them again.
I wish I could be one of those minimalist people who have the few possessions they own organized according to month and year…….. If you ask them for a receipt from 1998, they can retrieve it in minutes. That is, if they keep receipts. Most are catalogued on internet files, no scraps of paper or bits of fabric and yarn and memories kept in boxes and drawers and safekeeping corners in every room.
St. Anthony has always come through for me; I think I might have used up my quota for lost assistance though. I have to face it……some things will be lost forever…….perhaps retrieved when a child rummages through all the safekeeping places when the one who thought them worthy of safety is no longer around to oversee.
One day, the things I wracked my brain over will be found……..some will be thought precious and stashed in someone else’s safekeeping corners and some will be tossed in the trash…….
Perhaps the minimalists are right…..the only things worthy of safekeeping corners are kept inside the corners of your mind.