tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post7515842897975301222..comments2023-11-29T09:27:11.895-08:00Comments on at home with the farmer's wife: Lost and Found - The Prodigal PhotographsSuzannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06475380451527801666noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-35494038718860578582008-12-04T22:18:00.000-08:002008-12-04T22:18:00.000-08:00we could be sisters-and I also have lupus...we wen...we could be sisters-and I also have lupus...we went to Las Vegas and I had packed my favorite jewlry-costume but my favorites and one really good set of earrings. we came home and I could never find my bags of jewlry- it was awful until I needed our suitcase again - months later and there it was in a hidden compartment. I had to call everyone (I thought the Hotel had taken it - bad girl)I get that misplacing things TOTALLY. Thank you for the great stories.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-74921419257885164782008-12-04T04:13:00.000-08:002008-12-04T04:13:00.000-08:00Oh yes... I lost a sweet necklace from years ago.....Oh yes... I lost a sweet necklace from years ago... my parents had given it to me when I was in my teens... I have moved so many times over the years that it most likely just ended up in a lost box somewhere. I also lost my personal diary from when I was age 14. *pouts.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-19365985536696182522008-12-03T22:20:00.000-08:002008-12-03T22:20:00.000-08:00My husband got me a "diamond" solitaire a few year...My husband got me a "diamond" solitaire a few years back. It was very realistic looking, princess cut, 1 carat in a very nice heavy simple gold setting...yes, the gold was real. After a particularly bad fight, I saw the ring on my jewelry shelf. In my anger, that ring represented a lot of disappointments,down-right lies and everything wrong with our marriage. I think I "lost" it. I remember thinking that I hated the ring, how I could mistakingly throw it out with some trash or accidently drop it and find it years later in the back of my closet. I must have chosen plan <BR/>A, because now I can't find it. Was I really that stupid? In a moment of raw emotion did I actually throw away a couple ounces of gold , worth hundreds of dollars an ounce!? Live and learnAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-3852151275856954222008-12-03T19:19:00.000-08:002008-12-03T19:19:00.000-08:00Yes, what a wonderful feeling to find them again. ...Yes, what a wonderful feeling to find them again. <BR/><BR/>I had a situation some years ago, when during a trip back to Australia (I'm an Aussie who was living in the USA at the time), I was able to get some photos of my grandmother. I had them developed and sent them back to the US (because I was staying in Oz for a couple of months visiting), but they never turned up as expected.<BR/><BR/>My grandmother passed away during that time I was back there and I was really sad not to have those photos -- well, lo and behold, they turned up almost 2 years later. Who knows what happened, but I was just so happy to get them. Wonderful to have them now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-41290493794099164772008-12-03T18:51:00.000-08:002008-12-03T18:51:00.000-08:00......when found, items are evenMORE PRECIOUS tha.........when found, items are even<BR/>MORE PRECIOUS than originally!<BR/><BR/>Two years ago my husband and I traveled 3 states away to my Sister and BIL's <BR/>40th SURPRISE WEDDING ANNIV. PARTY.<BR/><BR/>Took a 36 ct. roll of 35mm. pictures! Got home and NO CAMERA!<BR/><BR/>Checked every place possible. Called the motel, no camera was turned in. <BR/><BR/>I was SICK to my stomach.<BR/>My husband was washing the car, vacuuming out the inside and stuck his hand in the large pocket on the back of the passenger seat!<BR/>BOING!!!!!!!!!!!!<BR/>YES YES YES - my CAMERA!<BR/><BR/>Prayers answered! :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-44738055683478614842008-12-03T18:23:00.000-08:002008-12-03T18:23:00.000-08:00Oh what a wonderful gift. I'm so glad you "found"...Oh what a wonderful gift. I'm so glad you "found" them!<BR/>xoxo,<BR/>MaryMaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11799729997229744515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-37473856270718863202008-12-03T17:50:00.000-08:002008-12-03T17:50:00.000-08:00diamond earrings I'd hidden in some potpourri and ...diamond earrings I'd hidden in some potpourri and forgotten about. Dumped the potpourri out its' bowl into the garbage a few months later. Heard a clang and thought nothing of it...until three weeks later. Also had a baby photo of me with first dog. Lost it, couldn't find it..meant a lot. It was hiding under another photo in the album.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-18860068577626157642008-12-03T17:07:00.000-08:002008-12-03T17:07:00.000-08:00How wonderful to finally find the photos! I am sur...How wonderful to finally find the photos! I am sure your heart leaped. I have been following your blog for some time. Today is Blog Comment Day. How appropriate that I was able to post today.<BR/>Thanks for sharing<BR/>I hope your day is perfect<BR/>CindyCindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15452031548453511866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-43175609348827324722008-12-03T12:46:00.000-08:002008-12-03T12:46:00.000-08:00What a happy ending!I love old photographs too.What a happy ending!<BR/>I love old photographs too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-1678376816869082902008-12-03T09:35:00.000-08:002008-12-03T09:35:00.000-08:00Hi Suzanne :)That happens to me a lot actually, bu...Hi Suzanne :)<BR/><BR/>That happens to me a lot actually, but one specific thing has always bothered me.<BR/><BR/>I won 1st place, for the first time out of many horse shows, and my mom gave me a gold ring to commemorate the event. After wearing it proudly for years, I lost it down a rain gutter because I had been playing with it on my finger. I. was. devastated. I feel like an idiot every time I think about it.<BR/><BR/>Now I'm sad... thanks! LOL<BR/><BR/>hugs,<BR/>rueRuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18127064683340688898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-24618504395249201652008-12-03T09:26:00.000-08:002008-12-03T09:26:00.000-08:00My heart was in my throat through your entire stor...My heart was in my throat through your entire story! <BR/><BR/>Yes, my first beloved lost my class ring, too. Actually, it was stolen from him while he was stationed in Germany. I still miss my class ring. ;><BR/><BR/>My friend lost the first professional photographs taken of her grandcchildren. She scoured the house finally praying and asking for help. Help came in the form of "They're gone, stop looking." <BR/><BR/>So I am thrilled for you that you found your photos and that you didn't even weep at their recovery. It's okay, I wept for you.Veehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00618654361869856894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-62741425137243785852008-12-03T08:41:00.000-08:002008-12-03T08:41:00.000-08:00As I was reading, I just got sick to my stomach. ...As I was reading, I just got sick to my stomach. I know that feeling. I am so thankful you found those pictures.<BR/><BR/>I remember 8 or 9 years after my parents gave me a beautiful watch with small diamonds for my high school graduation, I lost it. I was at a fair and it either slipped into a trash bin as I was throwing wrappers in it or it was stolen off my wrist. I tend to hope it was the former as I still have faith in mankind and the kindness of people.Schnitzel and the Trouthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04074542460030763545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-59801398462435114472008-12-03T08:21:00.000-08:002008-12-03T08:21:00.000-08:00It seems I am forever doing that to myself. I'll b...It seems I am forever doing that to myself. I'll be in a hurry and think - let me stick this in a safe place until I can get back to it - and then it takes days to figure out the secret spot.Joanna@BooneDocksWilcoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11889259406024845745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-26446384177531556842008-12-03T08:15:00.000-08:002008-12-03T08:15:00.000-08:00two years ago I agreed to step in and take the pla...two years ago I agreed to step in and take the place of the Day Camp director who had been in charge for YEARS. I vividly remember her telling me that "these boxes contain EVERYTHING about camp" I then thought they were put in the back of my car along with the recycling from camp. I had my husband take the recycling to the dumpsters because I was so tired at the end of camp. Months later I wanted to look in the boxes and, you guessed it, they were gone. I was beside myself with that sick feeling that I was trusted with important stuff and my husband tossed it away. I didn't have the heart to tell the former director what has happened.<BR/>Fast forward to the beginning of camp this past year - I go to her house to get the camp supplies, and to my amazement, she had the boxes. She told me that there wasn't room in my car that day so she kept them with the rest of the camp stuff. I confessed to her at that point what I had thought and had a good laugh. I then had to confess to my husband that he did not pitch the boxes. <BR/>It is a horrible feeling to have lost something important, but that feeling of relief is so sweet when it is found.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-60697959358428978422008-12-03T08:06:00.000-08:002008-12-03T08:06:00.000-08:00Oh goodness! I'm glad you found them!A relative s...Oh goodness! I'm glad you found them!<BR/><BR/>A relative sent me some things that had belonged to my dad. Among them was an inexpensive ID bracelet that he must have worn when he was a very young boy. I gave it to my son who is named (middle name) after my dad. He treasured it and wore it often. The clasp must have broken when we were in the store one day. Ds realized when we got back out to the car that his bracelet was gone. We retraced all our steps and asked the manager to post a note asking employees to keep an eye out for it. We never found it.Jennihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08483309441288822407noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-2723516276873080112008-12-03T07:45:00.000-08:002008-12-03T07:45:00.000-08:00Wonderful story. And thank goodness a happy ending...Wonderful story. And thank goodness a happy ending. I love old family photos and I know how precious they are.Bella Dellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03287127945623070898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-55123661305623874672008-12-03T07:36:00.000-08:002008-12-03T07:36:00.000-08:00Yes, but I rarely find them... How lucky for you -...Yes, but I rarely find them... How lucky for you - :)Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16327157455249207495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160371074353452445.post-78650488174175492482008-12-03T07:31:00.000-08:002008-12-03T07:31:00.000-08:00Such wonderful old photos. I have been working on ...Such wonderful old photos. I have been working on altered art projects (for Christmas) using copies of vintage family photos. And I love Bohemian women and their stories -- had a few of them in my family as well! They are fun to talk about. It's funny how we admire them from a distance, in the present ... but I suspect they wouldn't be such a hit with the more conservative members of my family if they were here now...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com