The keys I lost a month ago: found in the couch.
The energy to make chocolate chip cookies with my husband at 11:30 at night: found in the smile on his face when I said, "why not?"
My first and much grieved fountain pen: also in the couch (why didn't I check there sooner?)
The perfect weekend for the first sail of the season: found on the Columbia River with my intrepid family.
The motivation to write something new on this online journal: found at the junction of my grateful heart and my untrustworthy memory.
We'll see if all these things stay found.