SHADOWS REALM

3 weeks ago to this date I lost my wallet in the west village while spending a night out with my best friend. Last week Friday I got a surprise package in my mailbox, it being my wallet. Although it was sans money, all of my other personals were in tact and nothing else was missing. My bank cards had not been used (I faithfully did not cancel them and had been checking my accounts every few days) and my social security card and NY State Drivers ID were still in the slots I left them in. I had faith and prayed for 3 weeks for it to be returned because I knew that God did not want me to go through the headache of getting a new SS card and trying to replace the last copy of my ID that I had. I dreaded the thought.
According to the receipts still in my purse, I did not leave it in the last store I visited which suggest that I was pick pocketed. Which was the only conclusion I came up with that made sense when I realized it was gone in the 1st place, 3 days later. Being the highly responsible person I am (I always do the 3 check thing when I leave anywhere; wallet, phone, keys), leaving it in the restaurant we ate in or the sex shops we browsed through didn't settle well with me. It also makes sense that the only other time I have missed my wallet was when it was taken right out of my bag 3 years ago in Harlem. In any case I have my purse back and I am really glad that I passed my test of faith and that there are still good people in the world to return a kind deed. So to the person that found and mailed me my wallet; who left no return address or note in the parcel, a big THANK YOU to you, whoever you are.

Thinking about and relating this story really changed the mood of this post. I was feeling pretty depressed and was going to vent about how I really wish the tables would turn in my life and how I wish I could find someone who can care about me as much as I do others. I was starting to feel drained and used, like an involuntary sugar momma. Like people are just sucking me dry because I am too nice and go out of my way for my friends and family. But I must be perseverant because when you least expect it, a little act of kindness comes along your way and you'd be so blindsided by negativity that not only may you not notice it, but you'd be completely ungrateful of it. You may even get a sense of entitle ship that you DESERVE it. Whatever the case never take for granted little acts of kindness. If it wasn't for one, I would be wallet-less up to now.