The other night I dropped off John to get a hair cut and then baby boy and I went to Lowe's. When I came out, I put Will in the car and then realized I still had the shopping cart. I ran it up to the nearest return stall. Then, driving back to pick up John I realized I had left my purse in the cart, AHHHHHH!! I flipped a U-turn and headed back. I got to my cart and my purse was gone, NOOOOOOO! I went inside and asked customer service if anyone had turned it in and they said no, then I looked in the trash cans to see if someone had taken what they wanted and thrown the rest away . . . Nothing. I looked around to see if I saw anyone with it and then checked the shopping carts again . . . Nothing.
So, feeling dejected and my faith in society crushed, and I left again to pick up John. I started thinking about all the things I have to do, cancel my credit cards, call the cell phone company (oh my poor iPhone, John will probably never let me get another one!), get new medical cards . . . and I just felt sick to my stomach, ugh! When John got in the car he said "let's go back to Lowe's some lady just called me. She found your purse and is turning it into customer service." Woo Hoo, Hallelujah!!! A big THANK YOU to the nice lady that turned my purse into Lowe's customer service with all the contents still in it!!! I'm not sure how I missed seeing her, but oh well, THANKS SO MUCH!!
This experience got me thinking about other times in my life I had things stolen. Like in 3rd or 4th grade when I brought my Zelda game to school to trade with a friend and someone STOLE IT out of my backpack, heartbreaking, or when I was a freshman and someone stole my purse off the bleachers in PE, SO MEAN! I'm just glad that this time someone was nice and saved me a lot of trouble and stress!