I lost my eye glasses last night. It keeps me awake at night being that it is three o'clock in the morning. I have checked everywhere. They must be in the laundry, or the car. Probably the last time I saw them was when I cleaned my face last night. I had them on my feeble little head last night watching television after all. Surely they are not still in my wool jacket that I wore to the Pioneer Christmas festival yesterday. They are so big and green and plastic. How can I lose something so big?
And, then, I come to the realization that everything is going to be ok. I think back to the wonderful Celtic music the men played in the Mount Hermon schoolhouse yesterday.
Update at 8:30am. I found my glasses. They were on the bed last night and had fallen off the bed and slipped under the bed skirt. It all turned out!