This morning we had a morning of presentations and reflection on liturgy.
I met Derrick after morning prayer in the church. He was desperately looking for his hat.
The hat had special meaning for him. He was bereft when he couldn't find it.
After fidgeting and stressing, and going back and looking over and over for it,
at the end of the morning one of the presenters held up a hat which had been found in the church.
I was so happy for him. He was ecstatic. I told him I would take a photo of him and the hat so he could describe it should he ever lose it again.
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