What did you stop waiting for before it finally turned up?

A container of mine disappeared for a week and I logged every email, every scan, every silence like it was cargo I could clear. Then it showed up and I didn't even feel relieved — just noticed the machine in me had started running without me. Has that happened to you? You grieve something, build a whole system for the grief, and then the thing comes back and you don't know which version of you was real?