Christian Women in Leadership

lost bag

I went down to my storage space--I can not find my trusty blue-green Samsonite bag. I received it as a high school graduation present from my dad. I tried to remember--did I let my sister or my roommate borrow it? I went through all of the dusty boxes in storage. I recall it being in my old storage space in Chicago, but I have not seen it in a while. Then I went back upstairs. I looked in all the closets, under my bed... still, it's no where to be found. It's a grave injustice, because there is no latch, so I can not lock my storage space. I have a lock, that's not the problem! I told the landlord about the "no latch" in November. Here it is the end of December, it's still not fixed.

None of my things were ever locked in the basement. Easily, someone could have snagged it. I remember all of the places my trusty bag and I went--to Europe, and to all of the cross country meets in college. I remember I took it to nationals with me freshman year. I loved all of it's seperate compartments! That I could put my running shoes in a seperate compartment and then zip them up, and I could put cosmetics in another compartment, and clothes in another compartment, not just like a duffle bag where everything's scrunched together. More importantly, tomorrow is a holiday and I'm working. How am I suppossed to go to California in two days sans proper luggage?

Honestly, it's not just the usefulness, it's the sentimental value. I didn't know how much I loved it until it was gone.

posted by the princess @ 12/31/2004 07:00:00 AM