Lucky Me

Since becoming a mom, I am pretty open about the fact that typically, my life is about as graceful as eating nachos in the dark. In the whirlwind that exists between a store, my children and their car seats, pandemonium often ensues.

My most recent burst of chaos resulted in my mother’s purse being left in a shopping cart. Ouch.
A fact not realized until there were miles between us and the store.

When I returned to the store, I was met with two empty shopping carts, sitting in the corral, exactly where we had left them. No purse in sight.

After a brief wait in a line for customer service and a quick description of the bag, it was in my possession again. Simple. A man had returned it. By this time, he was long gone and out of reach of my thank you’s, which, had we met, would have been many.

So here’s my challenge. I am daring myself to keep this event in the front of my mind, and remember that at times, I am very lucky. Not Vegas lucky, but I have my moments. However I want to look at it, the world, the universe…a complete stranger helped me, really helped me. And while I cannot thank him directly, maybe I can at least pay it forward in my head and be gracious for this particular luck for a few weeks. I’ll keep you posted.

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