The refrain of "I can't find it" is often heard in our house. Nothing is really lost, or at least not totally. But on occasion things do go away for a while and are harder to find.
I have become the ultimate finder of the lost things in our house. I'm not sure if it genetic, or I just have guys that can't find anything, but if they lose something they come to me to find it. I usually do, eventually.
My mother has a way of making the things she loses come back to her. She tells on herself. If she can't find something, she calls me and tells me she can't find it. 9 times out of 10 the lost item turns up shortly after she tells on herself.
Looking at the definition of lost, most don't have a positive connotation to them. However, there are times when something lost isn't necessarily a bad thing. Take losing a job. Well, losing my job about the time I had Bruiser. It didn't seem like a good thing at the time, but right now I am in a good place and I don't think I would be here if not for losing my job exactly when I did. So not totally a bad thing to lose my job. I guess it's all in how you look at things.