I just finished folding laundry and much to my dismay, I am adding one more sock to the lost sock club on top of the dryer.  The club now has 6 members.  I have an analogy:  Lost socks are like lost friendships.  They are there one day and gone another.  You can search all over for that lost friend/sock and sometimes, they show up in the oddest places; however, most of the time they are gone forever.  I miss those socks and I miss some old friends, but some of the socks/friendships had holes in them and no matter how many times I mended them, the holes would inevitably get bigger.  I have purchased new socks and have found new friendships, but I truly miss my favorite pair of comfy  pink slipper socks that always kept my feet warm, just like I miss some friends that always kept my heart warm.  Maybe they will show up some day, or not.  Either way, I will continue folding laundry and smile while doing so.