Sunglasses lost and mysteriously found.

I had two houseguests visiting me in Florida. One lost her sunglasses multiple times while staying here. Fortunately some one always found the  glasses where she had left them and returned them to her. I mercilessly teased her for being absent minded- especially about  losing her sunglasses.  The day after she left, I was punished for teasing her. My cherished sunglasses disappeared. I searched every where, but to no avail. I enlisted the help of my daughter and son in law who had moved in with me for a  visit the same day  my friends went home to Toronto. The three of us searched every room thoroughly in vain.They were gone.

I was heartbroken. I loved those glasses. They were the only ones I had managed not to lose for over two years.

But wait!! That is not the end of the story. Later that afternoon I walked into the bedroom. The sunglasses were lying in plain view on the floor on top of a bright yellow bag that the daily newspaper is delivered in. The bag and the glasses were not on the floor before. Is it possible that I have a friendly ghost living here or a guardian angel looking out for me  that returned my glasses. What do you think? Has anything like this ever happened to you? Your comments  and opinions would be appreciated.

About epsnider

E.P SNIDER is the pen name that I used to publish "WHY ME- a memoir". I used a pen name so as not to embarrass my spouse, my offspring, their offspring, my grand dogs and my friends. A dream came true when I had my first book published at the age of sixty-nine. "WHY ME? "is a collection of memoirs recounted from various stages of my life and the lives of those that I love or like at least some of the time. Most of the incidences are humorous-some are not. I am a senior but I feel more like a junior except for the aches and pains. When I look in the mirror I often see my mother or some other aging lady with wrinkles and sun spots. The amount and depth of wrinkling depends on which mirror I am looking into, the degree of lighting and how well my skin absorbed the moisturizing cream that day. Although I am mature in years, maturity is definitely not one of my virtues. If something strikes me as funny I get the giggles. Most of my family and many of our friends have a rather warped sense of humour-so I giggle a lot. Laughter plays an important role in our lives. My friends were a significant inspiration for me to begin my writing career. For the past number of years hubby and I have been spending part of the winter season in Florida to escape the sometimes bitter cold climate in Toronto Canada. Every year I send emails to those left behind. To my delight they find my emails to be hysterical and a cure for their winter doldrums. They compare my style of writing to that of the late Erma Bombeck. For those of you not familiar with the author-- she was a beloved American humorist in the 1970's and 1980's. I have loved literature and creative writing from an early age. I spent some of my growing up years in Alberta and won a prize for a best poem commemorating Alberta's bicentennial year. My grade seven teacher was a large and forceful woman, with white hair and course bristly white chin hairs to match. We were all intimidated by her and thus listened intently as she drilled us about parsing sentences and adverbs and adjectives. She provided me with a good basis of the English language. In addition to "Why Me" I have had a short essay published in a book of assorted memoirs by Canadian woman. I currently write for our Toronto Condominium newspaper. I hope to do more writing, although I am not sure if my family can cope with any more of my meltdowns when blocks of written material mysteriously disappear off of my computor. I admit I am computor and electronically challenged, but I will persevere. - - - - - - - - - - - Writing has been a passion of mine through out my life. Ever since I took a step forward and entered into the world of computers, a new world of opened up for me. I found myself engrossed in writing emails with lengthy updates about my life's recent highlights. To my delight, people found me...funny! I then offered to write for my condo newsletter, and I recently had a short memoir published. For the last several years I became glued to my computer, transferring my hand-written life adventure notes to an actual story of my life's defining moments. Finally, at the age of 69, I was done... I wrote a book! AND it's actually published. People are reading it. People are enjoying it. I am thrilled! Plus, it's one of the greatest gifts I could ever give my family. Talk about a dream come true. My advice to you: Think positive, keep your eye on the prize, and you too can enjoy as your dreams and desires come to fruition.
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5 Responses to Sunglasses lost and mysteriously found.

  1. I’m happy you found them, Elaine. I lost my favorite sunglasses in a store once and never found them. Just recently I left my favorite umbrella in a shopping cart and never got them back. Hated that. As for experiencing strange occurrences, yes that has happened to me, but I have no explanation for it. 🙂


    • epsnider says:

      Just realized must have left my noodle at the pool a couple of days ago . Guess that means that next time i go into the water I will either sink or swim. Think i will choose to swim.

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      • mycatgrady says:

        I left a well loved Montblanc Fountain Pen in my Doctor’s Office at Women’s College when making my appointment for next year’s mammogram, left it right on the counter, they called me two days later to see if it was perhaps mine…yes indeed…couldn’t believe that it was there after two days but it was and I was thrilled…..You might just find it Elaine, who knows…there might be a ‘pool’ angel on your shoulder!


  2. Joyce z says:

    It is a fact of life that we lose socks in the dryer. I am convinced socks plot to leave dryers and go out on the town dancing. Sometimes they return, sometimes not. But has anyone ever lost a king size pillowcase in the dryer. It is black and belongs to a set. I keep looking through drawers, folded up laundry, behind the machine, under the bed, but to no avail. I think I will have to go shopping and buy a new set of king size black pillow cases (who knows what it will cost) and then I know my lost one will show up.


  3. Mindy says:

    I say you’re right. It is your guardian angel — your husband — letting you know he’s always there if you want to talk to him. The sunglasses are a cool sign since it signifies “sunshine” and the notion that you should choose always to think sunshiney thoughts. 🙂


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