With all that is happening in the world, it is depressing to think about the direction that humans are heading towards (I believe it involves being in a hand basket). What happened to brotherhood, being good to others and love?
Then, I remember some little thing, a small gesture, one kind act, and my faith in humanity is restored (okay, maybe not a complete faith fill up, but it does makes me remember that not everyone out there is evil).
Last year, I lost my house keys while walking my dog, on a beach. I didn't realize what happened until I got home and fumbled through my pockets (I had many pockets, so I was quite hopeful for a while) to find the key, to get into the house, and to out of the cold. After a couple of minutes of looking, it finally sank in that the key was gone.
I knew someone was going to be home in about 15 min, so I was not too worried about that, but I was worried that someone out there may have my house key. I was already starting to think about how much it would cost to change my lock. Logically, I knew the chances of someone breaking in was slim. I mean if I was a thief, I would realize that it would be faster to kick the door down or break a window than try to fit the key in every door in the neighbourhood (and how was the person suppose to know that the key belonged to someone that lived around here, it could have belonged to someone who lived in another country). But it still did not stop me from feeling uncomfortable.
When my husband finally came home, 15 min later, he found the front yard raked (I figured I might as well clean while I waited). Together, we retraced my steps in hope of finding my key. Needless to say, trying to find a key in the beach, at dusk, is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and we soon gave up.
I guess part of me was still not quite ready to give up, and the very next morning, we went back to the park.
And there! Like a ray of sunshine, were my keys hanging up on a bulletin board at the entrance of the park. I was so happy! And then I noticed the other stuff on the bulletin board; there were all sort of other stuff like more keys, sunglasses, children toys, dog toys, one shoe etc... It seems that the nice people who use this park has created their own lost and found system. And, that some nice person saw my key and took the time to pick it up and put it on the board.
So, I would like to take this time to: Thank You person in the park (and sorry that it took this long), for not only finding my key, but also for reminding me that there are kind and descent people in this world.
