So I have tried as an adult to be pretty calm about losing stuff. I am not always successful. Because I lose things amidst "stuff," I try to be better organized. I try different strategies for routine. I still lose stuff and I still fret. Fretting has use - I do work on finding some of these lost things.
Losing knitting? I've lost three scarves in the past dozen years. I've wished them well and have moved on. I lost three knit socks in the laundry this winter. This is rough, particularly since the singletons don't make up a good fraternal pair amongst them.
I also seem to have lost time for knitting.
Okay, that's false. That's cousins to "Wow, you knit? I wish I had time for that.". Better to say I lost my focus. Or knitting mojo, as the cool kids put it.
But good news. I've been working at getting rid of stuff. I have used some of that knitting time for a nearly regular Sunday sewing routine this late winter. The knitting mojo is creeping back in, just as spring arrives.
This is ye olde honey cowl - using some 8 year old stash. It will be a gift, so it will move out of here and open up one teeny tiny bit of space - a couple successes in one.
Working on things found. Working too on letting go.