I dropped off clothes today at the cleaners--I don't do this very often. However today, the clerk was happy to see me. ??? I don't even know you. When I gave him my name, he said he had something for me to pick up and did not have a current phone number for me. He said that I had a jacket of Patric's that had been there since May 2009.
My look of bewilderment was immediately replaced with a quick reminder of the emptiness in my heart. All I could think was, "of course, our world had come crashing down on us in April and and it was all very fresh then." It didn't surprise me one bit that we had forgotten about that jacket.
It's these kinds of reminders that I always wonder if there are still more out there. What else did we lose when we lost a piece of our hearts?