Coping with a “loss”

alley

I know it sounds silly but I’ve been crying all morning. I’ve had a pendant with me since I was two months old that my grandma gave to me while I was sick in the hospital as a baby. I’ve always worn it but recently it popped off (twice) so I was going to get it fixed. It got lost while moving and I’m losing my marbles trying to find it but I have to acknowledge the fact that it might be lost forever :( it makes me so sad.