It’s a common dilemma.  We’ve all experienced it.  It can cause a mother guilt.  It’s raised many an eyebrow.  The lost sock is known by many but remembered by few, so today has been designated Lost Sock Memorial Day.

I used to search everywhere for that lost little bugger – under beds, next to the washing machine, in the sock drawer – but somehow at least one would escape every laundry day.  I often imagined where lost socks went when they disappeared. Perhaps they have their own little place in paradise or pairasocks.

A lot can be said for today’s generation. They’ve found a solution.  They mix and match.  It has now become fashionable to wear two different socks.  When I was a kid we would be shunned for weeks for such behavior.  It’s a perfect option when you think about it.  When everybody is doing something, it seems to catch on.  Soon there will be no end to this concept.  We can expect to see unmatched mittens, two different shoes, two opposing earrings (one for each nostril,) a pair of black and white ear muffs.  The sky’s the limit.

I find these special holidays to be not only refreshing, but freeing.  Think of the guilt lifted off of mothers’ shoulders the world over.  No longer will she be responsible for missing socks.  No more will she have to search endlessly for the lost socks of her children.  Tears will no longer be shed over such an abomination.  For years we’ve been slaves to the unmatched sock syndrome, but now we are free.  So as we approach Mother’s Day, let’s raise our lone socks, for they shall be lonely no more. Halleluiah!

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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. davidkitz says:

    On the weekend I discovered where some of those lost socks go. While chasing after a fugitive mouse I found a lone sock and a pair of undershorts behind the washer and dryer.

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  2. Rebecca says:

    My little granddaughter does this and is very proud of her two different socks! 🙂

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  3. I always had a basket (still do) that held that stray sock. I think I should probably chuck them all as they have been there a long time and still no matches for them!

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