I was at the post office today to send off a package. I had to pull out my card to pay for what it cost and right after that I left without noticing that I dropped my wallet. I got in my car and started driving back to work and then realized that my wallet was not on me.
As some of you know, Erin lost had her purse stolen a while ago and we had to go through a lot of chaos to remedy that situation. All of that flashed through my mind while turning around to go back to the post office. I got there 5 minutes after the fact and walked to the clerk who served me earlier. He mentioned that he hadn’t seen a wallet on the counter although he remembers me paying with a credit card. I walked back to my car and started looking inside hoping that it’s under the seat or some where in there. It was no where to be found!
All of a sudden, a gentleman walks up to me and tells me that he though that the picture on the driver’s license in the wallet he found looked like me. He said he saw me walking around weary and realized that the lost wallet was mine.
I thanked him and told him he didn’t know how much what he did meant to me. Being the idiot that I am, I forgot to ask for his name or anything for I was still full of anxiety. He could have done anything he wanted with it, but his kindess prevailed. People like him remind me that goodness do exist. Hopefully I will be able to return the deed some day back. Thank you Sir!
