05/19/2026
Some moments don’t just happen—they land. They shift something in you.
The last few months have stretched me. Professionally, personally, spiritually. I’ve been doing the work, showing up, pushing forward… but also carrying the quiet ache that comes when things aren’t unfolding the way you hoped. It’s a strange mix of resilience and fatigue, belief and doubt.
And then life handed me a moment I didn’t expect.
Seventeen months ago, I lost something precious—my mother’s engagement ring. I tore apart the house, retraced every step, searched places that made no logical sense. I even purchased a metal detector and combed the yard inch by inch. Eventually, I had to accept it was gone.
Losing it felt like losing a piece of her all over again.
Today, out of nowhere, it reappeared. Literally in the ashes of a fire pit. Intact.
Not in a place we missed. Not in a spot we overlooked. It surfaced in a way that made no sense… except emotionally, spiritually, symbolically. It felt like a message:
“You haven’t lost as much as you think. Keep going. Persist. Believe.”
And it hit me.
Some things survive the fires of life and are stronger for it. Sometimes the things we think are gone—confidence, direction, momentum, opportunity—aren’t gone at all. They’re just waiting for the right moment to return. Waiting for us to be ready. Waiting for the next chapter to begin.
So here’s where I am now:
Stepping forward with renewed clarity.
Open to new opportunities.
Open to new work.
Open to the unexpected ways life hands us back what we thought we’d lost.
If you’re in a season of uncertainty, I hope you get your “lost thing found” moment too. They come when we need them most.
©️ CLBattaglia
