I lost my Cross

I just realized I have no idea where the cross I wear around my neck is. I just found myself in a good mood happy about various insignificant things in the wrold when I came to a realization, I recognized that I was enjoying the wonder of beaty in the world and when I took a step back I looked at my life and realized that I had accomplished a fundamental goal in my life which i've spent some time trying to achive. A goal which I've been haveing a hard time dealing with the idea that my resolve for this ideal has come and gone, an ideal which I know will still come and go however I realized I have reached the point of success, the point at which any reasonable human couldn't expect themselves to do any better and at this point I reached for the chain on my neck and realized my cross wasn't slung from my neck, in fact it's been a few days since i've realized it's presence or been aware of its whereabouts. For the first time i've reached for this chain of commitment and not felt an obligation, a responsibility to uphold that which I chase and even though it has never been a burden I feel some lightening of my load.