Ever since I can remember, I have always liked to find things. This has been extremely helpful having two parents who always seem to misplace items. Car keys, house keys, phones, glasses, pens, pencils...you name it, my parents are able to lose it. When I was a child, I always thought it was an honor if my parents asked me to help them find something. As I grew older, their pleas for help continued.
One time when I was at university, I received a phone call from my mom. "I lost my glasses. Do you know where I put them?" I instantly burst into laughter. Was my mom serious!? I had not been home in many months. How was I to know where she left her glasses. Wanting to help, I asked my mom where she last had them. "I was wearing them and then I took them off because I had to change shirts. I have not seen them since." Immediately, I told my mom to look at the end of her bed and smooth out the covers. She probably had placed them at the foot of the bed when changing shirts, and they probably slipped into a fold in the comforter. My mom was gone for 10 seconds. She then happily returned to the phone and replied, "I found them! They were right where you said they would be!"
During Christmas this year, a similar story occurred. I came out to the kitchen to eat a snack. I found my mom frantically searching for something. I knew this was my cue to help her out. I asked, "What are you looking for?" My mom replied, "The iPad. I just had it, and now I cannot find it." I immediately started searching for the iPad. I did a quick search of the living room and did not see it. I then glanced about my mom's bedroom but did not see it. I returned to the living room. My mom then went to the utility room to do some laundry. I started thinking about what my mom had just been doing. I saw some documents, which my mom had been looking at, were laying on the couch. I picked up the papers, and behold, the iPad was sitting on the couch, hidden beneath the sheets of paper. Quickly, I placed the iPad prominently on the table next to my mom's recliner. I then silently scampered off to my room.
After my mom finished her laundry tasks, she returned to the living. Instantly, she saw the iPad laying next to her recliner. She then hurriedly scurried to my room. She burst open my door and exclaimed, "Where did you find the iPad!?" In as innocent of a tone as I could muster, I replied, "Why it's a Christmas miracle! The iPad has been found!" I immediately burst into peals of uncontrollable laughter. My mom was very frustrated with me and kept demanding to know where I had found it. When I was finally able to regain my composure, I divulged where I had found the iPad.
I often think to myself it is a good thing God blessed me with the ability to find things since I have two parents who have been blessed with the ability to lose things. Together, we make quite a team! Oh, I have to go. I hear my mom calling...I think she lost something and needs my services. Off to play another game of hide and seek!
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