Not the red and white striped LLBean top.
But an Irish cotton shirt (J. Peterman), pale red, worn, soft, patched and loved. Missing for quite a few years. Found on a hanger in my closet as I was holding up items and seeing if they "sparked joy". There was the shirt. Missing for over 10 years I think.
And I reached for it. Touched it to make sure it was real. Ran my hands over the surface of it, the patched areas I had stitched. And I placed it in the exact center of the closet.
So I can check to see if it's still there every time I open the doors. Strange but true.
At Goodwill, after dinner, we dropped off the bag of sparkless shirts I had removed from the closet and I found and purchased a moss green and navy LLBean stripe top just like the red and white one I can't find. I had looked at it on several visits and said no. Tonight I said yes and it just felt "right". It sparked joy.
There are moments in my life when it seems like I am learning lessons the hard way. Never quite understanding the meaning or significance of things that happen. Not seeing what is right there in front of me. Searching for something I don't really need anymore. Finding things I thought I had lost long ago.
Lost & found.
Letting go. Saying yes.