June 28, 2015 at 09:00PM

(Shared this personal miracle in church today) Friday evening we went to WalMart for a bit. Lizzie usually helps me get the putt-putts [motorized carts] unplugged / plugged back in and gathers up my purse for me when we're out as a family. She was still gone to the post-5th grade camp, though. I apparently screwed up and left my purse in the cart. Saturday morning I was heading out to pick up my mom to go to orchestra rehearsal, but couldn't find my purse! After 15 minutes of harried searching I realized it might be at the store, so I called. Thanks to an honest person, my purse had been turned in. It still had my ID, credit cards, both dollars, and something I hadn't even thought to panic about yet... Yeah, it would have been a serious pain in the neck to have to deal with a missing driver's license, credit cards, and library card. When I picked up my purse, though, I realized how much more was riding on this simple act of kindness -- I recently had one of my pain management appointments and I'd left my prescriptions in my purse instead of moving them to my safe. I would not have had most of my medications for TWO months. And no, they cannot re-issue those prescriptions. I don't know how I could possibly have survived such severe chronic pain unmanaged for that stretch. You can bet those prescriptions are taken care of now! Thank you, whoever it was that took the minute to turn in my purse. It has meant more to me that you could possibly imagine. via Facebook