Rare find

The permanence of an object being lost seems to be in direct correlation to its importance in your life. Today was a rare exception.

Yesterday evening I mistakenly left my wallet in the cab as I was returning home from my friend's art show opening. I was unaware of my doing this until this morning when I was packing my purse for work. I have been absentminded about a great many things and have lost a great many things, but I don't believe I have ever lost an entire wallet. Thankfully I only carry around the essentials - credit cards, bank card and driver's licence. The cancellation of these items was an unpleasant alternative to my morning nap.=, but by noon I had come to the accept that my favorite wallet was gone and that I would have to actually get an Illinois licence. Then came the pleasant call from my bank informing me that they had a woman on the other line who had found my wallet. My lovely bank connected us and I was able to stop by my latest hero's apartment after work to pick up my wallet. Apparently she and her brother had found my wallet in the cab and wisely decided that turning it into the driver was not likely the best option. She fortunately lives in the same neighborhood so it was not difficult to stop by after work to reclaim my lost possession.

I feel incredibly grateful for how the events unfolded. Although not only am I thankful for the return of my wallet, but rather the discovery that some people are still honest - that discovery is the more valuable find of the day.