I spent at least an hour looking, if not more. I looked in all the logical places.
I could not find my ID cards.
I replaced a few cards and, still, I did not find the rest of my cards.
I looked again.
I tried to remember where I put them. I could not retract an image from my memory.
I knew I put them somewhere easy. I just could not remember where.
I needed my credit card.
I kept putting off calling for a replacement. I did not want the credit card company to issue a new card with a new number. All our bills are charged automatically to my card. I would have to call EVERY service provided (water, electricity telephone, insurance, etc) to change our bills. I dreaded the thought.
I knew the card was somewhere at home.
My eldest said she would help me find them. She is THE BEST at finding things. I do not know how she does it, but she finds things when nobody else succeeds.
She felt confident she could find my cards (I admit, I was skeptical), but she had been too busy to look.
Then, she had a day off of school and we wanted to spend some quality time together. As a special treat, we decided to get sushi for lunch. But I did not have my credit card. So, with a sushi incentive, my daughter went to look for my hidden treasure.
Less than five minutes later, she came and asked, "Are these your cards?"
How did she do it?
They were right there, in a place I had looked several times.
How did I miss seeing them?
Why could my daughter find them and I could not?
There is only one explanation: My daughter is magic!
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
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