Yesterday morning my daughter lost her purse photographed above...
As you can see, it is a V.S.P. - Very Special Purse. (aka Very Special Wallet depending on where you live in the world) so you can imagine that last night we were extremely sad. Not because there was a lot of money it and not because her bank card was in it either but because it was her 18th birthday present from me to her. She absolutely loved her special purse and I will never, ever forget the look on her face when I gave it to her 18 months ago - total disbelief and delight at the same time.
I received a text from her in the morning.... 'Mum, help - have lost purse! ' and when I rang her she said, through tears, "I had my purse at the train station and when I got to the other end I could not find it". Many more tears, sadness and reporting to the Lost Property section of our train provider here in Melbourne. Last night we thought -well, we have to be philosophical - it had gone - we could not change that - maybe it was taken out of her bag, maybe she had not zipped up the compartment properly, maybe it had fallen to the floor and into the hands of someone who thought - "Aha, my lucky day" ...... BUT NO!
It was OUR lucky day as a wonderful person - I know now as Suzanne found it on the train station and went to great effort to find us (in the end tracing us through a Library card that my daughter had borrowed belonging to her stepfather (Mr SE) that was in the purse) .
The kindness of strangers - a lesson for all.... What comes around goes around. And how lucky we were.