Yesterday I went to the park with Pip and her kids. It was so great to get out after a long sick week.
As my first time to a park or walking that far with all 3 kids I thought it went really well.
After I left however I found out that I had lost my wallet at the park. Not Good. I was so mad. I feel like I can't seem to handle the little hiccups of life lately.
What I didn't realize then is that a woman found my wallet. She used it and called my bank to report finding it, but the genius who took her call didn't get a name and number for me to call her back. That didn't stop her. She found our appointment card for Tober's Echo cardi today and called them to let them know She had found my wallet. This time we got a name and number!
She left the wallet at her church for me to pick up when I had the chance.
As if returning the wallet wasn't enough the sweetheart wrote me a note, that said..
"I don't think it was an accident that it was my kids who found your wallet... I am convinced there is a God who loves you so much he worked it out that way just so that He could remind you he's here for you and watching out for you. - Fawn"
Sometimes it is so easy to see the bad in the world but every once in a while you meet someone like Fawn and you see there is good too.
Her sweet effort touched me, and I am so grateful for this reminder that I am not alone.