It truly is amazing how “lucky” one can be sometimes.Camera Lost
This weekend, while in New York City for a business meeting, I had a string of small miracles happen.
First I lost my camera. Then I lost my wallet. Finally, I lost my necklace pendant. Incredibly, my belongings have all since been found and returned to me. Or, as in the case with the camera, my old one was miraculously replaced with a brand new model the same day I lost it.
But let me start from the beginning. And, by the way, all this really happened – every detail of the story.
Who Took My Wallet?
It was Saturday night, and I was heading out to meet a friend briefly before getting together with a group of people for dinner.
But as I sat down for dinner, I noticed that my camera was missing. And although I searched high and low for it, it was nowhere to be found. And none of the others had seen it.
I was now starting to doubt whether I had even brought it with me. I knew I intended to…but perhaps, in the rush of getting ready, I had left it behind. I wasn’t sure.
I hoped I would find the camera in my hotel room when I returned, but I was disappointed: It was not there.
Sadly, I concluded that I must have left it in the cab that I took down to the restaurant earlier that evening.
Fast forward to the next morning: I didn’t receive the wake-up call that I ordered, and so I overslept. And once again I was in a big hurry as I tossed my things into the suitcase and checked out of the hotel to grab a ride to the airport.
“By The Way, We Found Your Gold Jewelery”
When I got to Newark airport and reached for my wallet to pay the taxi driver, the wallet was not in my purse.
I could feel the hair stand up on the back of my neck: I had seen it in there the night before, and I knew I hadn’t removed it. But I also didn’t think it could have been stolen as I had not let my purse out of sight even for a minute.
Fortunately, I found one of my credit cards loose in my purse, which I used to pay the driver.
Once inside the terminal, I turned my luggage inside out, but the wallet was nowhere to be seen.
I could have screamed! My Green Card was in that wallet, and losing your Green Card, well, that’s no small matter.
It’s like losing your passport… Getting a new one is not easy. Or cheap. And of course, the fact that I didn’t know whose hands it had fallen into and whether I would soon find myself being a victim of identity theft, was disturbing.
The Package On The Kitchen Table
I prayed silently for favor as I called the hotel in NYC where I had been staying. Perhaps, by some small miracle, I had left my wallet in the hotel room during the hustle and bustle of packing and checking out that morning.
But no – there was no wallet there, the hotel staff announced after inspecting the room.
However, they did find something else! They found a gold necklace pendant! From their description of it, I instantly recognized it to be the very piece of jewelry that my husband had gotten for me as a very special gift just a few weeks prior.
And by sheer accident it was found. I shook my head in disbelief — both at my own recklessness and my good fortune.
I continued my prayers as I headed for security. Without my Green Card I had no form of picture ID, and whether I’d be able to get on the plane and get back home to LA, well, it stood and fell on the good will of the officer at the gate.
After I’d explained to her what happened, after some deliberation, the officer finally – reluctantly – let me through the gate on my credit card that I had in my possession, which had my photo on it. She made sure I understood that, “this is not an official government ID.”
An Unexpected Phone Call From 3,000 Miles Away
Needless to say, my agony over losing both my camera, my wallet, and my necklace pendant in the time span of a just few hours, was great.
And I still could not for the life of me fathom what could have happened to my wallet. Could a pickpocket have snatched it? I strongly doubted it. I’d held my purse tight against my body all night.
Fortunately though, this story has a happy ending.
The first incredible thing that happened was that several hours later, the moment I walked in the door at home in LA, I noticed a small package sitting on the kitchen table. And in the package, as it turned out, was a camera, almost identical to the one I had lost – only this one was brand new.
The camera was part of a bigger prize I had won in a sales contest conducted by my company the month before. A prize I had forgotten about completely…until now.
I was amazed.
And the story gets even better.
My husband and I had just hung up the phone after calling each and every one of our credit card companies, asking them to block our accounts…it can’t have been more than five minutes later…when my cell phone rang.
The Moral of the Story
The call was from a young woman in New York City who had – get this – happened upon my wallet in a New York taxi cab in Manhattan the night before! In the wallet she had found the number for my friend in NYC who I’d spent some time with that night.
And when the girl called my friend in an attempt to track me down, my friend gave her my contact information.
And so it happened that I received that very unexpected phone call from a complete stranger on the other side of the country who, incredibly, had my treasured wallet in her possession.
“I’ll send it to you,” she said, jotting down my address. “And how can I best reimburse you?”, I asked, as I tried to pick up my jaw from the floor.
“Well, um, my friend and I were kind of drunk last night and we charged our cab fare on your card…$18…so let’s just say we’re even…”
And that, of course, I couldn’t really object to.
So what’s the moral of the story here?
Pay attention to what you’re doing? Don’t be in a rush?
Never cease praying?
What goes around comes around? When you yourself make it a point to do the right thing, good things have a way of finding their way back to you?
I think, all of the above.
But more than anything, I think the moral of the story is this: Never give up hope. Never accept defeat. Be an optimist. At all times, keep a smile on your face and a glow in your eyes. Because truly anything can happen.
Miracles still happen.
If you can lose your camera, your wallet and your necklace in three completely different locations within the time span of just a few hours, and get them all back by “accident”…then, miracles do happen.
Okay, I know, I didn’t actually get my camera back – it was a different one. But what are the odds…I mean the timing of it? The new camera sitting there, waiting for me, as I walked in the door? The same look, same size, same pixels? Think about it…
Choose to believe. Choose to hope. Much of the time it is all you need to keep moving forward.
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