The Loss of an Inconsequential Object

Losing something like your wallet in a restaurant or your suitcase in an airport is truly heart-breaking. It can ruin your mood for the rest of the day or maybe even week. You try your hardest to remember where you last seen it and still find nothing. It happens all the time, everywhere and every day.

I’ve had several experiences with this, but the one I will remember the most is losing my phone. It was the end of the Furious 7 movie when I noticed that I didn’t have my phone. I panicked looking all around the seats and the bathroom stalls. I asked the employees, but they didn’t find anything. They just told me they would call if anything was found.

I had the worst feeling ever and I took my anger out on everyone. I honestly don’t know why I was in a bad mood. It meant that I would get a new phone, but not until months. I had to continue on with my day like nothing happened.

The only thing I was worried about was my pictures. I hoped that all my photos were synced to Google. I checked on my sister’s phone, but not all were there. I noticed that the last photo taken was of a suitcase the night before the choir trip to California.

I remember the trip like it was yesterday. It’s probably the best trip I’ve ever had. I took a lot of pictures; pictures of the beach, of the Disney characters, and of the amazing places. We had a challenge to take pictures of specific circumstances and upload them to Instagram. I wasn’t really a social media person then so I only uploaded the ones I wanted, which was a few. It was a sad moment realizing that I would never have those photos ever again. I regretted not taking care of my phone.

Thinking of it now, it wasn’t or isn’t a big deal. If I didn’t lose my phone, I wouldn’t have bought a new and better phone— it’s still not the iPhone but oh well. I know that if I still had those pictures, it wouldn’t make difference. The photos I do have are just photos. I don’t cherish them like they’re diamonds. I barely even look at them or notice them. Yes, it is a great memory to have when I see them, but I can remember those memories on my own without looking at anything. I just have to think of it and there it is.

Even though I barely have any photos of the best spring break of my life, I have memories in my head that will probably stay there forever. That is what I tell myself. Other than those photos, my phone had no sentimental value and it wasn’t worth getting upset about. Just remember that when you lose something, decide whether it is that important to throw a fit about or if it’s that valuable to ruin your day. If not, then go on with life happily knowing what really matters.