Here’s a fun little story to start the week…
My mother was going to take DB (my son) to the pool yesterday and I really wanted him to wear this little life vest we have, just to be extra safe since it’s really chaotic up there. I’d received it as a gift back in February and hadn’t seen it since so I was concerned about being able to find it, especially since all the new baby gifts have made everything disorganized.
I tore through every drawer in my son’s room, his closet, under his crib, all the drawers and shelves in my room and couldn’t find it anywhere. I’d looked EVERYWHERE. I was thinking that it must have accidentally been thrown away since I hadn’t even seen it since the moment we opened the gift box.
And then I remembered my mother telling me that her (very Irish, very Catholic) grandmother swore up and down that prayers to St. Anthony, the patron saint of lost items, were extremely effective. Evidently she often told the story that a pair of precious earrings had been missing for two weeks and immediately after she said a prayer to St. Anthony she found them sitting on her lap.
So I gave it a shot.
I closed my eyes and said a little prayer telling St. Anthony that if this life vest was going to be found today it would only be through his help. I went to the kitchen to ask my mom if there was any chance she threw it away, packed it up in the garage, etc. And then I had an urge to go back to the closet. I opened the door, pushed back a tightly packed mass of clothes hanging over a shelf. I’d done this earlier but pushed it back a little further this time and saw the edge of a box. I knew it was going to be in there. And sure enough, hidden under some old rattles and bibs, sat the little toddler life vest.
Looks like my great-grandmother might have been onto something. 🙂
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